#IM SORRY IM TAKING FOREVER TO DO THESE

[bookshelfpassageway]

yknow i dont go here but sometimes i gotta go: seriously respect clowns. they have the worst pop culture representation in the world and also the best most thorough honor code. they're just here to be silly little guys who bring joy and are very conscientious about doing so responsibly. let them to their merriment in peace you dont hafta take potshots. i dont go here but like maybe i should, you all seem super chill

[blondie-drawings]

I recently got a bunch of TNG novels at a charity shop and this passage from the FIRST BOOK is making me feel craaaaazy

[blueskittlesart]

*sigh* thoughts on Nintendo's botw/totk timeline shenanigans and tomfoolery?

tbh. my maybe-unpopular opinion is that the timeline is only important when a game's place on the timeline seriously informs the way their narrative progresses. the problem is that before botw we almost NEVER got games where it didn't matter. it matters for skyward sword because it's the beginning, and it matters for tp/ww/alttp (and their respective sequels) because the choices the hero of time makes explicitly inform the narrative of those games in one way or another. it matters which timeline we're in for those games because these cycles we're seeing are close enough to oot's cycle that they're still feeling the effects of his choices. botw, however, takes place at minimum 10 thousand years after oot, so its place on the timeline actually functionally means nothing. botw is completely divorced from the hero of time & his story, so what he does is a nonissue in the context of botw link and zelda's story. thus, which timeline botw happens in is a nonissue. honestly I kind of liked the idea that it happened in all of them. i think there's a cool idea of inevitability that can be played with there. but the point is that the timeline exists to enhance and fill in the lore of games that need it, and botw/totk don't really need it because the devs finally realized they could make a game without the hero of time in it.

[yeetushaitus]

just a little celebratory drawing for the release of the ace attorney investigations collection!! aai2 is one of my favorite games EVER and im so happy that capcom has FINALLY decided to give it an official localization!!!

funny story about aai2 i started watching an lp of it like 3 years ago but was kinda losing interest in aa in general so i dropped it, came back to the exact same lp in like may-ish and then like 2 days before i finished the lp the collection was announced. LIKE U COULDNT HAVE ANNOUCED IT LIKE A MONTH EARLIER SO I COULD PLAY IT FOR MYSELF COME ON CAPCOM

anyways am currently watching like. SO many aai2 lps its not even funny

[tadc-survival-isles]

Her first design pass is finally done!! Yippee!!!

Imma be honest shes basically been done for about a week now, I just got distracted with other things and then struggled with her colors a wee bit. Since this is the first pass things may change as I draw her more, but tbh Gangles design hasn't changed at all and Jaxs design had very minor tweaks (no more blots or the attempt at whiskers: both cluttered his design and added nothing) so--

The girly pop ever!! I hope you guys also like her design a decent amount because I will be drawing her a lot more now that she has a design since I have ideas.

The next may actually be Pomni, but it could very well be Zooble since they just need colors. Or it could be neither if I finally have an idea for Kinger or Caines designs who knows at this point.

[nite-puff]

besties i’m so sorry i couldn’t do the taka week prompt today. i tried, but things weren’t workin’ out. sighhhhh

i was gonna do m for moth because i’m nothing if not predictable. but i’ll still use the opportunity to bring it up again. hey. if you wanna check out a taka fanfic for taka week with a lot of moth imagery, is ishida focused, has survivor taka, and is a character study focused on how taka uses ishida as a form of escapism to not deal with a reality where mondo isn’t there… then i recommend this fic of mine. that i love. so so much. and is almost two years old. but i still love it.

anyways yeah. hopefully i’ll have something for tomorrow!

[mistmarigold]

What if Sunjae didn’t die that night? Part 2 (lovely runner au)

[Read Part 1 here.]

For the past four days, Sunjae kept thinking about his conversation with Sol’s mother and her invite. The fact that he had been aiming to retire and Inhyuk knew, things had been rife with tension and bitterness. Sunjae’s mind hadn’t changed but for the time being, it was decided that he will take a break from all work commitments for a few days and then they would decide what to do next.

He stared at his phone, finger hovering over Bok-soon’s number. For a moment, his mind drifted to their radio interview when he had called Sol. The memory of that time - of Sol’s grief hiding behind her anger - made him throw the phone on the other side of the couch.

With what right was he going to their house? To rekindle the relationship that was never there? Or to remind her of the person who could’ve saved her from a life of disability but chose not to because of his silly crush?

His fist clenched and his heart ached. All he wanted was for all of this to stop - he didn’t want to go on any longer with all these memories, with the weight that he could’ve protected her, with her words ringing in his ears asking him why he saved her. With her gratitude and her damn smile that he wished would never leave him.

His phone vibrated, indicating a text message. It was from his manager.

“We’ve an official meeting on Wednesday about your decision, please take this time and think through it.”

Sunjae put the phone back, he didn’t really care much about his art anymore. It got too tiring a couple of years ago and he no longer had the energy to keep up with this sham of a life; a life of luxury after ruining Sol’s.

For so many weeks - no, years - he thought about calling Sol after that radio interview. He knew her number and he wanted to check in on her, to assure himself that she was still alive, breathing the same air as him, that she held on and lived. But he never found the courage to press that call button. What he could do though was make art about her and hope that one day day, she would know that all he was, it was because she existed for a brief moment in his life and changed his entire trajectory. He was an artist because of her.

In the black screen of his phone, he found his reflection with a soft smile on his phone. So small, it was barely there at first glance. It left him startled - how long had it been since he found himself smiling like this? A genuine smile for no one’s eyes.

Seeing Sol as his fan, it upset him at first because of the disconnect perhaps. To her, he was a stranger, a celebrity. To him, she had been his first love. Reconciling the two - it made his heart hurt.

But then again, because she was his fan, she knew and had heard all the songs that he wrote for her, about her. All the things he couldn’t say to her as Sunjae, she still heard them all from Ryu Sunjae.

A tiny part of him wanted to tell her right that second that all of his art was for her. She has been his muse since that first meeting under the yellow umbrella.

He knew things would change after his retirement. What would Sol think about it? He remembered her mom’s words. Will she be upset about it?

His gaze fell upon the jar of candy Sol had given him - she didn’t even know that he liked it because of her. He picked it up from the table and grabbed one from there. For a minute second, he looked at his phone. Then back to the candy in his hand. Another look between the two and he rushed to pick up his phone, took a deep breath and called Sol’s mother.

He clutched the candy tighter in his hand.

The phone kept ringing. On the fourth ring, he was about to cut the call, dejected, when someone picked it up.

“Hello?”

His breath hitched.

“Hello, who is it there?” Sol asked again.

His grip on his phone tightened too but he managed to utter a few words.

“Is this Ms Bok-Soon’s number?”

On the other side, Sol went quiet.

After a beat too long, she finally said, “Who is speaking?”

He wondered if she recognised his voice. But then shook his head because why would she? Even being a fan has its limits.

He was about to answer when he heard the hustling and murmurs of the mother-daughter exchange.

“Hello, this is Bok-soon,” Sol’s mother said.

Sunjae took a deep breath, disappointment and relief coursing through him at the same time.

“Hello, this is Ryu Sunjae. I wanted to ask if your invite is still valid?” he blurted out before he could lose the wisp of reckless selfishness and give in to his despair and guilt.

She gasped, “of course! You’re always welcome. Are you free tonight?”

“I am, will it be fine if I come?” He asked, tentatively.

“Yes, yes, don’t worry! It’ll be fine. I’ll see you later tonight then! Call me if there are any issues.”

Sunjae sighed and thanked her before she hung up.

He wasn’t sure what was it but he felt light. Lighter than he felt in ages - his brain wasn’t fumbling, he didn’t feel disoriented and his heart was galloping but not from anxiety. On the contrary, it felt as if something was finally falling in place.

[Part 3 here].

[its-the-sa]

What was their first kiss like? How did they react?

he had the AUDACITY to kiss the scar on her eye.

so , she had to one-up him. for her pride or whatever.

[itsjusteds]

GUYS GUYS GUYS WE DID IT. Normally I would put here something about how Spies are Forever has invaded my life like the Romans did to every country they could find, but instead WE DID IT. I DREW EVERY SPIES ARE FOREVER CHARACTER DAILY UNTIL I DREW THEM ALL. I ACTUALLY DID IT

I started this series as a joke on 2/19 just to see if I could. Well today is 4/13 and guess what I DREW THEM ALL💪💪💪

Today's character, and the final character, is our dear friend Oleg Day 55/55!!!!!

[c1trvswurld]

Finally glad the mouthwashing fandom-at least on here- is finally coming around to see the idea that neither curly or jimmy are completely innocent nor should be babied or completely villainized because to do that you'd need to *checks notes*

Completely ignore how mouthwashing is a story of how systems of abuse are kept in power. Particularly rape culture and the patriarchy that encourages these actions while also encouraging bystander effect from other men close to predators...which is all encouraged under a system like capitalism.

Idk read more of tha rant in tags I got carried away I fear.

[tartppola]

Happy birthday! I hope you like this little gift of sorts👉👈

Blue, like blueberries. Little berries that you could roll around on your fingers, the juice within a gentle sweetness that lingered on your tongue, long after the fruit itself was eaten.

Much like Deuce’s touch, and how the warmth of his fingers seem to linger on your skin, even long after he’s let go. Not that he does that often. Deuce’s hand seems magnetically drawn to yours, with the way his fingers seem to slip ever so gently into your own, his thumb caressing the back of your palm softly.

He’s not conscious of it, sometimes. When you point out the fact that both of you are holding hands, Deuce turns beet red, muttering about how he didn’t mean to, but your hands are oh-so-soft… he can’t let go, even if he wanted to.

Please let him continue holding your hand…

Red, red like strawberries. A tangy, tantalisingly sweet taste that seems to come alive on the very tip of your tongue. Flavours dancing in a passionate fervor, vying for your attention.

Much like Ace’s relentless teasing. The way he seems to have sly line after line spilling from his tongue, poking fun at you. Ace tries to be all so suave, sliding right next to you with a joke in hand, but as cool as he tries to be, Ace can’t really stop the blush on his cheeks whenever you come close. He’s hyper aware of your presence then, his heart rate going insane.

Can’t you see the effect you have on him? Ace would literally do anything for you. Hell, you could tell him to run into the sea, and he’ll do it, all his clothes on. Although he’ll be a little sneaky about it. You see, he would do anything for you.

But he also wants to do everything with you.

So he’ll drag you and Deuce together, running wildly into the incoming waves. Laughing as the sea breeze combs through all three of your hairs, while the salty caress of the sea washes over you three.

Hand in hand, facing the setting sun.

For as the sun sets, your hearts are still warm, flickering with the crimson flames of love.

The love you three have for each other.

OOOOOOYYGGH???? AAAHUYYIIIGGH?????????????? CERUUUUUU???? GHHCFFGAAAAAAA

[nuppu-nuppu]

Ignore if you don’t want to read about me being stupid once again

[littleseasalt]

"forever is a bad dad to richa-" SHUT UP!!!!!

[pixelatedraindrops]

Yuma Month: Day 18: Future

“Thank you for coming... Makoto.”

“Oh come now... Discard your emotions.

You are my homunculus are you not?”

"...You are cruel for this...shouldering me with yet another burden…

Kurumi...is still looking for you..."

“I know…I’m sorry.

Tell her…my journey has been extended.”

[dao-the-starlight]

Why is that AFTER Halloween i get this huge inspiration for a Halloween special fic…

Anyways I’m gonna try and make an OL2 fic based off this song stay tuned folks

[skitskatdacat63]

Hey do you remember all those videos of Fernando smelling flowers? Haha yeah....