#Nerve asks

[dingledraw]

Well, that went down like a lead balloon.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I've never been more normal in my life.

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[wttcsms]

notorious cocky womanizer pro athlete character who offers you amazing tickets to his game vs you, who resells the tickets to make a profit, so now your college apartment rent is paid for the next few months AND you have spending money. you think he’ll take it like a champ and you don’t even pay attention to sports at all so you don’t hear abt the viral footage of a very upset character on the field nor do either of you expect to run into each other again. except for when he travels for an out of town practice match that takes place in the same city your college is in, and he’s picking up some coffee and who else would be the barista but you.

[tealgoat]

Odile looping aus my beloved

[peachykeysdraws]

honestly keyleth was so composed and reasonable with Vax bc like if you told me you loved me, kissed me WITH TONGUE (and it was my first kiss ever), and then told me we can never be together????? You're getting a hell of a lot worse than just kicked out best believe I'm crocodile death rolling your ass back to the Matron

[aspen-charminghearts]

The Clingy GlassHeart Girlfriends:

[Middle of GlassHeart debate about neediness]

Red: I am not needy!

Chloe: . . .

Still Chloe: . . .

Absolutely still Chloe: . . .

Chloe, sighing: Red you are the definition of needy, you once woke me up in the middle of the night at 2:36 AM when we were CUDDLING and SLEEPING IN THE SAME BED to make sure we were still dating.

_Two Days Earlier_

Red sleeping during her midday nap:

Chloe, gently shaking her awake: Hey Red, could you please wake up love?

Red, sleepily: Hm? What is it Bluely?

Chloe a little jittery: Could you please get up and go with me to this social gathering with my friends, I’m feeling to anxious to go without you right now.

Red, still very sleepily staring at her: . . .

Chloe, pulling out the puppy eyes: Pleaseeeeeeee

Red waking up a bit more: Fine! Just 5 more minutes.

Chloe: But Red, I want you awake now!

Red: If you want time with me before you see your friends, cuddle with me or suffer. [Immediately falls back to sleep]

[cupcakeslushie]

not kink-shaming but I am side-eyeing you for being a lesbian about a spider

Look

👏

[brooksdavis]

9K MAKE ME CHOOSE:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ @kiddstellas ASKED: Elena/Caroline/Bonnie or Kat/Sutton/Jane?

We’re gonna be better than okay. ‘Cause we got each other forever. Until we die.

[kitten4sannie]

i was chatting with my coworkers last night and the topic of hobbies came up so ofc i just causally said “i like to write sometimes and post my stories online” and one of these mfs hits me with “oh yeah? it’s fanfiction right? smut?” which led to my other poor innocent coworker going “what’s smut? :0” HSJWH BUT HOW TF DID HE CLOCK ME LIKE THAT IM STILL IN FUCKING SHAMBLES OVER IT

[polisena-art]

I’m jumping in to submit a request! I love it when people draw one of the caballeros cooking. I think they all have their strengths and weaknesses. Personally I feel like Panchito is a dream in the kitchen. Part of me wants to make a joke about Donald burning water but he can probably at least make a good fucking sandwich. Zé…. Man I have no idea. He is a mystery to me.

I ended up rambling about headcanons OTL but! I’d love to see you draw a cab of your choice cooking or something like that!

OK SO,, Zé has been shown cooking in his comics and apparently he's pretty decent at it (his nephews do like his food) but, as everything in those comics, it all depends if it's gonna be relevant to the plot.

José might not be a chef but I'm sure he can make the Brazilian classics like rice and beans, strogonoff (the Brazilian remix), pasta with sausages, farofa de ovo, canja, bake a cake AND OF COURSE he can work a grill for churrasquinho of whatever mystery meat he can put his hands on. He doesn't do much cooking because it's "ARGH... work", but for his nephews and when it comes to showing his friends what Rio's cuisine is like, he will do it. Also, I think if he's feeling truly inspired and has people helping him, he can make a traditional feijoada, just... don't criticize it. like, EVER.

Traditional Feijoada is supposed to be rich, it's not supposed to be spicy/hot!

[childrenofcain-if]

I just saw the ask about the song D has written/will write for MC, but what about the songs that MC writes for their chosen ROs?

C LACROIX

TRUE BLUE

you said you wanted to feel alive so we went to the beach you were born in jan, ‘06 in a deadly blizzard you say you’re an autumnal bitch but winter’s in your blood you can’t help but become an avalanche

you’ve never done me wrong except for that one time that we don’t talk about because it doesn’t matter anymore who won the fight? i don’t know we’re not keeping score and it feels good to be known so well i can’t hide from you like i hide from myself i remember who i am when i’m with you your love is tough, your love is tried and true blue

V NÆSHOLM

THIS IS HOW YOU FALL IN LOVE

“what’s easy is right,” my mother’s advice you are the reason i never think twice

wherever we go what glitters is gold you’ll be my best friend until we grow old

i had a nightmare but now that i’m not scared

this is how you fall in love let go and i’ll hold you up so pull me tight and close your eyes oh, my love, side to side

W OSTENDORF

BAGS

pour your glass of wine rook told me i should be just fine cases under the bed spill it open, let it rush to my head

i don’t wanna be forward, i don’t wanna cut corners savor this with everything i have inside of me i’m not the type to run i know that we’re having fun but what’s the rush? kissing, then my cheeks are so flushed

can you see me? i’m waiting for the right time i can’t read you, but if you want, the pleasure’s all mine can you see me using everything to hold back? i guess this could be worse walking out the door with your bags

D DIACONU

CHELSEA

for a chemical imbalance, you sure know how to ride a train your revolution is a deathbed, and the music is your maid when someone comes a knocking with a needle on a tray only your lonesome lies beside you for you told me not to stay

you are somebody’s baby, some mother held you near no it’s not important, they’re just pretty words, my dear there is no distraction that can make me disappear no there’s nothing that won’t remind you i will always be right here

M WHITLOCK-SINGH

SNOW ON THE BEACH

this scene feels like what i once saw on a screen i searched ‘aurora borealis green’ i’ve never seen someone lit from within blurring out my periphery my smile is like i won a contest and to hide that would be so dishonest and it’s fine to fake it till you make it till you do till it’s true

now it’s like snow at the beach weird, but fucking beautiful flying in a dream stars by the pocketful you wanting me tonight, feels impossible but it’s coming down, no sound, it’s all around like snow on the beach

[beyondthisdarkhouse]

I've just launched my Kickstarter:

The Haberdasheress: Stitching the Past and Present Together

I'm a queer, disabled costumer and designer, launching a line of accessible and innovative products to help people make historical and fantasy costumes.

What you can get: Digital downloads of my original embroidery designs, physical copies of Kickstarter-exclusive stick-and-stitch embroidery patterns, and maybe one of a limited run of hand-dyed, hand-printed bandanas, or put more simply, Leafkerchiefs!

What I get: Thanks in huge part to my mentor from an Entrepreneurs with Disabilities program, I have a detailed business plan and budget for what to do with this seed funding. I'm extremely tired of living in disability poverty, so for almost a year now, I've been focusing as much as possible on building a business model that is sustainable and scalable, even if I'm not able to do all the work myself.

I appreciate the support I get more than I can say. I feel so fortunate for it every day, and I literally don't know what I'd do without it.

This Kickstarter runs until September 26, 2023.

[puppyeared]

I just skimmed through the art part of your blog and holy bajeebus your LMK art is so beautiful and the headcanon ideas you come up with are so good I wanna steal em-

Kinda wanna see like a part 2 of the little angst you did between MK and Macaque a while ago. It's so interesting and I wanna see Macaque's reaction in your art style. (You don't have to of course, it's just a suggestion [idk if i spelled that right])

Thanks for reading and hope you have a good day/night!

Hope this is to your liking ^^

Part one here

[lotus-pear]

idk if this has been said yet but the fact that chuuya was lucid this entire time means he heard EVERY WORD dazai was saying while he and fyodor were being drowned. the "there were times we did connect..like that time when.." AND while dazai was pleading with him to break out of the vampirism with "chuuya, our fate will not end here. because you and i are destined to-" BRO WAS ACTUALLY PERFECTLY CONSCIOUS AND ACTIVELY LISTENING WHILE DAZAI WAS CONFESSING HIS GAYASS TO HIM

[tgmsunmontue]

                Bradley looks around the bar. None of his friends are in sight and the quiz is meant to start in less than five minutes. Their regular, weekly, quiz, which they all confirmed they were coming to not even two hours ago. And yet here he sits alone, nursing his bottle of beer and picking at his bowl of fries. He’s been stood up by his friends. Assholes.

                “Where’s the rest of your team?”

                “Good question,” Bradley mutters sulkily, then turns to look at how has addressed him and he scowls. It’s the hyper-competitive guy from one of the other teams, the one who had shoved Bradley out of the way one time during a spot-prize round, tossed a you snooze, you lose over his shoulder and since then he’s sort of hated the guy. Of course, he’s let all his friends know about it too, ignored their sighs and eye rolls at his dark muttering; reminded him that it was meant to be fun. Not whatever thing he was turning it into.

                “You can always join our team for the night? If you want? Give you a taste of what winning feels like.”

                Bradley wants to be petty, wants to stomp off, wants to shove him.

                But his friends have made him come here and then left him alone. He’s not an idiot. Maybe he should have lightened up before they took to drastic measures.

                He looks at the other guy's easy smile, he’s clearly not been stewing by how annoying Bradley is, and he’s not sure how he feels about that.

                “Thanks. Buy you a drink?”

                “Yeah. I’ll have what you’re having. Name’s Jake.”

“Bradley.”

                “Bradley,” Jake repeats, “nice to meet you.”

[berrihyo]

youre worth more than what you give btw