#The Start and the Epilogue

[buttercupshands]

Sketch dump of month old sketches I forgot to post

[w0rmsmeatofme]

we are the dirklings please feed us

[wildflowercryptid]

now that i've played the epilogue, i'm back on my gay shit.

[glivskindel7]

sm janoodles (jane doodles)

[inqroot]

kdj is simultaneously a night owl and an early bird because he's awake at 6am and no one knows if it's because he's waking up or he hasn't slept and just crashes out every couple of hours throughout the day lmao

He's schrodinger's sleeper.

Someone will say they just talked to him and two minutes later he'll be found passed out in a chair fucking up his spine with the worst posture known to man before someone puts him on the couch/in bed

I just thought this was a funny idea

[somegrumpynerd]

April fools day at the castle

Part 1 Part 2

(And a bonus epilogue cause why not)

[honey-bird10]

**tsctir novel ending spoilers!!**

THERE HE IS, GETTING TORN APART, MUTILATED, RIPPED LIMB FROM LIMB OVER AND OVER AGAIN, BRAIN TORN TO ABSOLUTE SHREDS, AND THE ONLY THING ANCHORING HIM IS A SILLY MOMENT HE HAD WITH YOOJIN??? AND THE SWEET JOKE OF A PROMISE TO GO TO THE AQUARIUM???? EVEN WHEN HE COULDN'T REMEMBER WHAT AN AQUARIUM WAS ANYMORE, EVEN WHEN HE COULDNT LINK HIS NAME TO HIMSELF ANYMORE, HE HELD ON DESPITE IT ALL

OK SO WHO WAS GONNA TELL ME THAT SHJ WAS LITERALLY GOING TO BE KILLED OVER AND OVER FOR MULTIPLE DAYS AND THE ONLY REASON HIS SENSE OF SELF STAYED INTACT WAS BECAUSE OF THE MEMORY OF HYJ WRITING HIS NAME AND OCCUPATION ON HIS HANDS, AND THE UNFULFILLED PROMISE OF GOING ON AN AQUARIUM DATE????? WHO THOUGHT THIS WAS OK?????

Sung Hyunjae. Sesung Guild Leader.

It didn’t matter if his past was erased, if the present was unclear, or if the future would shatter into pieces. Those two words defined him. Another memory emerged.

An aquarium.

He had retained two memories. Himself and his purpose. The name inscribed on his palm and the promise to go to the aquarium. Even if he were completely wiped away, as long as those two things remained, he could stand up and walk without hesitation.

AND THROUGHOUT IT ALL, HE FEELS SADNESS JUST BECAUSE HE DOESNT KNOW IF HE'LL BE BACK BEFORE THE END OF HYJ'S LIFESPAN??? I'M CRYING WAIT HERE'S THE QUOTE-

How long would Han Yoojin’s lifespan be? Sung Hyunjae was confident he could endure until the end. But he could not guarantee Han Yoojin’s remaining time. Even if he aged so much that he could not recognize him, it was fine. Even if the world completely changed, it did not matter. Even if it was a barren place dried up without a drop of water in the aquarium, it would be enough just to visit. Even if there was not a single minnow left, he could think of, draw, and talk about the largest whale shark.

Sung Hyunjae stood up again. His golden eyes grew wet. A tear fell soundlessly. It wasn’t out of despair or frustration. It was just pure.

- It was sadness.

“How could one not be sad? I loved those times.”

Every moment of living in his world. The life of Sung Hyunjae. Even if Han Yoojin’s life came to an end, Sung Hyunjae still had death awaiting him. His sincere death would certainly come and present him with an end.

So, he was neither anxious nor afraid. He was simply sad.

GOD TO BE LOVED SO DEEPLY THAT ALL THAT SHJ ASKS FOR IS HYJ'S PRESENCE WHEN HE RETURNS. NO MATTER HOW MUCH THE WORLD CHANGES, NO MATTER HOW OLD HYJ GETS, HE JUST HOPES THAT HE'S THERE

WAAA THIS NOVEL MADE ME SO SICK IM CRYING

AND THEN

AND THEN AFTER ALL THIS -

“I’ve come to rescue you, princess!”

Han Yoojin shouted.

Sung Hyunjae laughed, utterly delighted.

[buttercupshands]

one of the first sketches I did for the au finally got from the not-so-lined stage

I just wanted to draw Siffrin and Seafoam mirroring each other :)

[cactus-juiceee]

epilogue

[biteinsane]

I had this unfinished for months and I finally finished it! Please I love them your honor.

[dekariosclan]

This is a quick appreciation post for Gale’s epilogue outfit.

Yes, this one right here:

The decorative embroidery is very nice, but can we talk for a second about that plunging v-neck?? The way it shows off his chest hair in a tasteful-yet-sexy way??

I checked every other companion’s epilogue outfit, and none of them went this hard.

(excluding Minthara, if you recruited her, but that doesn’t really count because she seems to be allergic to shirts/chest coverings in general)

‘Oh,’ you might say, ‘but that’s just because Gale needed to show whether the orb mark still remains OR if it was removed by Mystra.’ But to that I say NAY, because he could have done this:

Or even this:

But instead he went and fed us with this:

I’ve read comments about how Gale’s newfound confidence shows in his epilogue dialogue, but how about just his dang outfit??

Chef’s kiss, 10/10, no notes. ❤️

[prettyupsetnerd]

[buggiebite]

Questions from a Curious Child

and there was a tickle fight…the end.

this reblog has lived in the back of my mind for a bit and it inspired me to make this, so thank you @thesweetnessofspring

[astranauticus]

Director of the False Last Act

[five-and-dimes]

A Better Mirror

For the Dreaming Bingo FREE SPACE

Rating: Gen

Ship: Dream/Hob

Warnings: none

Additional Tags: Human au, self-esteem issues, body image issues, past toxic relationships, hurt/comfort, lots of angst but with a happy ending!

Summary: Dream is well aware of his flaws. The one thing he has going for him that everyone loves to remind him is that he's "lucky he's pretty". So if he wants Hob to stay, he has to make sure he never sees him looking less than perfect.

“So, what exactly were you attempting here?”

Hob is grinning good naturedly, but Dream crosses his arms and scowls, “This was not my fault.”

The plan, as Hob had asked, had been to make a large pot of rice that he could keep in his fridge so that he would have something to offer his boyfriend when he visited. Dream was aware that he wasn’t a particularly skilled cook, but figured if he had a few staples in his fridge then when Hob stopped by he could offer something simple. Rice with vegetables or eggs. Nothing fancy, just. Something.

Instead, Hob had arrived for his scheduled visit to find Dream fighting with his pot, holding it under the faucet to try to drown the wisps of smoke coming from it, and scraping at the blackened layer of burned rice seared to the bottom.

“Oh, someone broke in and burnt your rice then?” Hob teases.

Dream bristles, “The instructions said to cook for 25 minutes and that is how long I left it.”

“Didn’t feel like stirring it somewhere in there?”

“If I was meant to stir during the process then the instructions should have said so. I will not take responsibility for a poorly written recipe.”

Hob laughs, shaking his head fondly as he taps Dream on the nose, “You’re lucky you’re pretty.”

He steps forward to take a closer look at the mess in Dream’s sink, so he doesn’t see the way Dream’s body freezes with a sharp inhale.

And he doesn’t hear the soft, defeated exhale of, “I know.

You’re lucky you’re so pretty.

Dream was well aware of his flaws. People loved to tell him about them to his face.

Why do you stand so stiffly? Can’t you act normal for five minutes? You’re so dramatic. You’re so arrogant. Why are you so quiet? You’re too romantic. You’re too cold. You’re too much. You’re not enough.

You’re lucky you’re so pretty.

He lost count of how many people told him that particular fact about himself. 

(Continue on AO3)

[marimeeko]

After the fifth time that Katsuki pops up at UA, surprising Izuku with Bento for lunch, calling him "sensei" in a cocky(affectionate) tone, Kouta just stops at Izuku's desk on his way out of the room and asks him point blank,

"So are you and DynaMight actually dating, or what?"

Izuku sputtering and dropping all of his paperwork and avoiding the question out of sheer dumbfoundedness.

Then, the sixth time that Katsuki barges in, as he is thrusting the bento into Izukus hands as usual, Kota raises his hand, and stands up from his seat and yells out,

"DynaMight, sir!! Pardon me, but are you dating Deku-Sensei??" And the whole class gasps and whispers. Katsuki appears just as dumbfounded as he looks wide-eyed at Kouta and the students.

"Kouta!" Izuku balks, but then Katsuki suddenly grins mischievously. Izuku doesn't trust that look...

"Well, brat, maybe I SHOULD date him, then I could make sure Sensei doesn't forget to eat every day, right??" Katsuki looked entirely too pleased at the louder gasps and chatter that came from the students. He has a wicked grin as he turns his sharp red eyes back to Izuku.

"K-Kacchan, what are you doing?!" Izuku stammers, beet red and grabbing his arm. "This is not the time for--"

"If you don't want me disrupting your class, then stop leaving your Bento in the fridge!!" Katsuki scolds Izuku before swinging himself back out of the open window. There was a fresh wave of gasps and excited murmuring at the insinuationthat the two lived together. "We're ROOM MATES, OK?" He adds hastily, pointing his finger at the noisy classroom of kids.

He drops out the window and blasts off.

Izuku is left, stood at his desk, hands planted and hanging his head, trying to collect enough of himself to quell the riotous theories now flying around his classroom.

Kouta stands at his own desk amidst his unruly classmates, eyes narrowed as if he had just realized something, "I knew it!" He hisses.

"You're the worst," Izuku texts Katsuki later.

"I know" katsuki replies.

"Now eat your fuckin food or I'll stop making it for you."

--

I think I was inspired by this art post ^^;