#THEYRE BROKEN

[chrisrin]

HE'S GONNA STEAL--NOT JUST YOUR HEART--BUT EVERYTHING YOU OWN AS WELL!!!

[sitizelter]

•PROVE THEM WRONG•

[peonyspathos]

Ace of Cups appreciation post

Gulping some straight-up creativity.

Flow state achieved.

[vitamin-zeeth]

Textbooks are evil and they hate me personally

[goose-duck]

I can't do things for a while bc I broke my dominant hand. Currently teaching myself how to write with my right hand lol

It's going great and totally doesn't look like hieroglyphics :D

[your-local-stranger]

girl help none of my executives are functioning and i may never be a fully functioning adult

[perfectlysunny02]

i just did ten pushups and a two mile run. lemme know if you need me to beat up your abusive ex later bby

[mossylane]

fern. | 👩🏾‍🦲👩🏽‍🦲👩🏼‍🦲👩🏻‍🦲

someone asked me if i was ever gonna release this and i originally had no plans to, but oh well big things are happening in life for me at the moment. so, well i finally threw this thing together in case it's my last cc for a while, or ever...

☼ you know the drill, but in case you don't: it's a default skin, will override current skin, only use one default. okay thx for coming to my tedtalk !!! ☼ any and all eye presets + all weights friendly, infant to elders, unisex

📁 | download - [alt]

credits: ea, miiko, sims3melancholic, obscurus, faaeish, johnnyzest, me (heehee), aubadi, nesurii, and margaret hamilton of course 👑

❗ update log: ❗

8.10.24 - fixed an issue where sims' cheeks would appear semi-pixelated 9.5.24 - finally added a skinblend/overlay version ❗ (only keep the addons for packs you have, the OCCULT_X package files if you have vampires and the FACEMOLES package file if you have growing together) ❗

[spearxwind]

🌊 OCEAN JOYRIDE ✈

Group picture of almost all of the dragons from Broken Horizon! I tried a bunch of different style things for this it was so fun to draw that it took legit willpower to put it down as done x)

Bonus closeups bc i lovingly drew all of my guys:

[prancingart]

And it's just a case of tragic magic When you can't remember feeling fantastic

[suntails]

🐺⚔️

this is a piece from my silver artbook, currently accepting preorders!! u can get a copy here!

non-UK: suntails.bigcartel.com

UK: etsy.com/shop/SuntailsArt

[alternativeulster]

tbh i dont think the finale was as complicated as everyone makes it out to be. sutekh is a viewer, just like us. hes obsessed with the "mystery". ruby's mum isn't the reason it snows, or the reason that christmas eve 2004 is "raw and open" and keeps changing. its sutekhs obsession. he gave that night its importance by building it up and obsessing over the answer to the one question he couldnt find, in the same way that we did. we gave rubys abandonment its huge significance with all our theories and our desperate need to understand. in a way, we are sutekh. voyeurs of a deeply personal moment that we never had any right to. building ruby into a mystery when shes really just a person. shes special because we believe she is. time is memory.

[hotch-girl]

EMILY PRENTISS and JENNIFER JAREAU 

CRIMINAL MINDS 17.04 // 3.04

[mekk-u]

there's nothing to forgive

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

ooo fantasy au Poppy oooo there's so much empty space on this, it's killing me

rambles:

why is there lace? why does she have a neck corset? because she's Gorgeous and I'm the Artist Here. i will always inflict my personal tastes on everyone I draw. pretty bird <3

it's really difficult to put clothes on a bird... stream helped out a bunch with the colors & the leg gear! I imagine that the leather is durable, which is probably the only thing that gets her to traverse less Forgiving terrain. Thornbushes and itchy tallgrass can't hurt her! she's got "boots"! How Does She Secure Them, i hear no one ask. that's what neighbors are for, isn't it? and a skilled beak once she gets the swing of it.

her shawl remains largely the same due to my lack of imagination! i put a lil feather clasp instead of the shawl being tied together to give it a more fantasy-oriented look. i think i succeeded? i like to think so! i imagine that the clasp gives Poppy some stress, though. It's sharp! Ish. it's sharp by her standards!

Poppy's enchanted glasses allow her to "see" injuries and illness, both caused by magical & normal means. this is very helpful in her role as healer, but also extremely stressful - just because she can see issues doesn't mean she automatically knows what they are! to her, a papercut may be misinterpreted by the beginnings of a fatal infection! i like to think that she got tired of needing to hold the glasses in place over her beak and asked if there was a charm to keep them steady. and they confidently had their resident wizard spell them on - oops! the spell was a little too strong! they're now magically superglued on! yeah, those are never coming off.

she also has a magic bag that i imagine was a gift from her family when she left the nest! she'd never directly use it herself - what if she falls in? what if something nasty managed to crawl inside? - but the Neighborhood uses it as collective storage. it can hold a lot! supplies, books, tents, gold, even Julie when she's determined enough!

[tennessoui]

giving the best dialogue to anakin and padmé divorcing once more lol <3

“If it were your best friend who choked on flowers he couldn’t give you, what would you do?”

Anakin blinks, more than a decade’s worth of Jedi training the only thing keeping him from reeling back. “What?” Padmé’s eyes gleam back at him, hard as flint. “If Master Kenobi developed hanahaki for you, if you saw him in pain because of you, would you have done what I did for Sabé?”

Anakin shakes his head, suddenly lost and feeling rather like the trap has been sprung. “You didn’t do anything wrong to her,” he says helplessly. “You said you paid for her surgery–”

“There were two things I could have done,” Padmé replies. “But I was a good wife. I didn’t even think about the other option. I didn’t even try. Because of you.”

The other option. The only other cure for the flowering disease: for the love to be returned.

Anakin cuts his eyes away from the face of his wife. They jump from the fireplace to the open doors leading to a balcony, to a chair in the corner to the old-fashioned books tucked neatly away in their alcove. “Don’t ask me this,” he says, begs, because Padmé is his wife and once, he loved her ardently.

But she is also a politician, and she knows to never give in when she is so close to her victory. “Tell me what you would do,” she demands softly. “Tell me you would do the same. If it were Obi-Wan dying, tell me you would hold his hand as he underwent the surgery. Tell me that you would remember me.”

“He would never develop flowers for me,” Anakin snaps as if the words have been ripped from his throat, and his hands loosen behind his back, grab at the ends of his hair and then scrub roughly over his face.

Padmé’s lips curl and her eyes flash, a spark of embers beneath a blanket of ash. “Put aside your belief that your master is too much of a Jedi to fall in love, that is not what I want—”

Anakin shakes his head, once, sharply. He feels cornered. Like a wild animal, biting at anything that encroaches into his space. “You asked me to speak and now you will not listen,” he snarls, and he is being cruel. This is cruel.

But this is also the truth, and it is what she wanted. 

“He would never develop flowers for me,” he says again. “Because you only develop flowers when the love is unrequited. And there has never been a moment in my life that I have not been in love with Obi-Wan Kenobi. Is that what you wanted to hear, Padmé?”