#Now my heart is empty

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

It's just guys night talk! Don't worry about it!

(Read Tiger Tiger and shake this man awake so he can finish that thought!)

[kagihirapotato]

lu guang’s bridon arc fit means everything to me

[blood-and-breath]

YAYYYYY MY SHIRT! all freehand with fabric paint

[starscream-is-my-wife]

A comic with just the girlies for once, also I wanted to draw my favorite Windblade from the Star Trek crossover comics

[aprilblossomgirl]

Let’s go then. Where again? Add my stuff into your room.

ThamePo Heart That Skips a Beat | Ep.09

[lightningbig]

sorry twilight princess will always be eating holes in my brain. constantly and forever. I cannot ever be normal about it.

it's such a haunted game. you are a dead thing going through a dead world. you are something in between. you can go back but it will never be the same. you will never be the same. you are walking, constantly, through ghosts of what came before. you are exploring places long forgotten. you are the only one on this path because there is no one else that can walk it. you were just a farm boy. you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. right place at the wrong time? wrong place at the right time? you were just supposed to deliver a sword.

[bookie-bookdust]

rests chin gently in his hand

[shakingparadigm]

It's a bit silly that found it unlikely for Luka and Till to be the final match back then. The more that I thought about it, the more it made sense. Sure, Luka and Ivan are incredibly similar in terms of personality and image, but in terms of circumstance Luka and Till are opposite sides of the same coin. I really couldn't envision a better matchup.

[theophagie]

Logical brain Xemnas has an - to his chagrin and incomprehension - emotional attachment to Aqua's armour because it makes him long for her presence and it's the only thing "he" can "remember" her by, emotional brain all that + that's not a simple stand-in "his" prince/knight (aka figures that Aqua is continuously associated with), it's also the thing that she used to save Terranort and I want to believe that the armour itself makes him feel safe and warm and cared for. and he has no damn clue why

[azurecoffin]

[blistering-typhoons]

still not over simon's performance in the finale, because as much as I adore the Captain, and Ben's portrayal of him, it's always Julian that resonated uncomfortably close for me. Alongside Pat, I think he was the one person where emotions are concerned that I always wince and go, yikes, ok that's me sometimes. The way it all hits him in an instant and his movements fail, the breath he takes when he looks to Alison and realizes the enormity of the past five years. Simon nailed that desperation and love so, so fucking well and i don't know why i'm still surprised because the man can fucking ACT.

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

After having another terrible depressive episode last night because of tumblr, and just now waking up to feel even worse, I'm done lying to myself.

The truth is I am not having fun anymore. I don't enjoy this app anymore, I don't enjoy writing anymore most of the time and I don't enjoy reading fics anymore. And I definitely don't enjoy supporting others and getting nothing in return.

So there it is. I am no longer having fun here and haven't had fun here in a little while.

I'll probably write again at some point, I won't say I'll never post a fic again. But that can be in a few days or next week or next month, so for now... this really is it. I'm very sorry, but I want to thank those who have stuck by me and been loyal readers, nothing ever goes unnoticed and the support always meant so much more to me than you'll ever know.

Please, please keep Sihtric alive here, he deserves it.

🖤

[ofgain]

I was gonna draw a full body of Mammon in this AU but I wanted to draw something small first to get a feel for him again since his vibes a little different to normal Mammon... I forget the nickname I gave this Mammon at the moment but yeah. He's a lot more mature from regular Mammon.. Somewhat anyways.

[oneroomjestershow]

What are you thinking of RIGHT now?

<- i have that in my brain as a side window, but aside from that quiero turrón

[achaotichuman]

I found an egg while out walking.

I have now made it a nest out of a tea towel.

I put a torch to it and could only make out like a dark circle lookin thing but there were no prominent veins, but I also don't know how old it is or how long it takes a bird to grow.

But I feel really bad for it, so Imma keep it until further notice.

I will be taking first and middle name suggestions, it will be taking my last name though, as it is now my child.

[princessmacedon]

yuri, as he often tends to, appears with little more than a call of her name in greeting. “maria!” a lazy wave of one hand, the other raising a paper bag. “got some time to spare? i brought cake.”

he may not have been a student at the academy for long, but there's still plenty of corners in the monastery that he'd made his own secret getaways in that time. west of the cathedral is the goddess tower that students flock to; yuri much prefers the peace and quiet of the monastery walls past the nearby gate, with nothing mountains and trees as far as the eye could see.

that gate, like many other things, is broken now, but it makes the task of getting past it much easier. “i used to sneak out here to clear my head when i was still a student,” he says as perches where the wall is still intact and sets the bag down next to him. lilacs flick to maria, head inclining for her to join him. “i was a blue lion then,” he continues idly, pulling out two boxes of cake from the bag, then a third, smaller jewelry box that he sets in his lap, “just like you.”

“if you come at sunset, everyone's busy at dinner and you get a good view. keep it a secret, yeah?” yuri raises a finger to his lips with a smile before extending the jewelry box toward her. inside is a silver bracelet, a little mockingbird charm hanging from it. the symbol might not scare off the monastery's invaders, but it'll shoo off a bandit or three that would rather not risk the wrath of the savage mockingbird. “happy birthday, maria.”

"Hee hee... of course!"

She follows him somewhere, anywhere really, past the long years now scattered in the grass and through the half fallen gate that once kept them. Up the makeshift steps he goes with the grace she knows him for, and Maria -- well, she clambers after. Hers is a different sort of grace, a floating sort, all clouds gusting over meadows and not so experienced in creeping up crumbling stone, yet no less delighted for the fact she stumbles in her journey.

"A Blue Lion?" She echoes curiously, once she's settled with a giggle and her giggles are all settled. It's strange; she hadn't expected Yuri to have been a Blue Lion, but then-- a Deer? No way! An Eagle? Well... maybe? At this height, the breeze pushes past her face, and she holds up a hand to brace against it, squinting at them between sun and wind, as if looking will make more sense.

In does, in a way. There is some quiet satisfaction she finds in some quiet answer, silence balanced by the blare of a toothy grin pulled cheek to cheek. A finger rises to her lips in playful mimicry, a smile halved yet a doubled joy.

"I promise!" Maria breathes her laughter and the awe that follows, opening the box by the smallest sliver she may and stealing a tiny glimpse, never mind the fact it was a gift freely offered. A flash of silver, a fluttering of lashes -- she dares to open the box further and gasps softly when she does.

For once, she doesn't rush headlong into her words, merely slipping her wrist through the loop, holding her hand up to the mellowing light. The charm turns warm under the sunset, and --

"Hee hee... heeheehee!" When she splays her fingers, an entire sky of warm colors greets her back. Rose-red eyes dart toward Yuri with the barest turn of her head.

"Yuri, did you know?" She laughs again. "You just gave me two presents instead!"

Pulling her hand to her face, she presses her cheek against her knuckles, bracelet and charm dangling from her wrist. Hardly the most elegant way to show off her new treasure, but any good gift pairs well with happiness and appreciation, and both of these the little princess has in spades.

"--Thank you, though." Her expression turns soft as she thinks of it, holding the bracelet gently to her heart. "This makes me really... really happy. I mean it! I'll wear it every day!"

The silver bird spreads its wings and Maria wonders if it means anything; has it stowed away any wishes in its heart? A bid for whimsy, or even freedom? Whatever it is, the little princess lets it keep them, and hers along with it. They will never know that she has never felt at ease at an empty table, silly as it may sound. There is no need to, for now the whole sunset holds the secret Yuri shared with her; now the whole sunset is her friend, and the youngest daughter of Macedon will never eat another lonely dinner again.