#This week has been so stressful

[eddis-not-eeddis]

Folks, if you would kindly take some time to pray for me over the next three or so days. Midterms are hitting pretty hard.

[darkwood-sleddog]

the dogs are DETERMINED to give me a gazillion more gray hairs i swear. came back from a very windy and wet walk and slash decided to zoomie all over the living room, slipped, his rear legs go out from under him and he bumps it on something...i didn't see. he walks to the living room, holds up his back leg and just lets out one long scream. he limps over to me. i gently touch his leg, but no reaction. he's now walking fine. just....why.

[indigo-ghost-girl]

Spoilers for parts of Sonic Frontiers...

Part 1

Part 4

Tails had been staring at Eggman for a few minutes now, mentally debating if he should tell Eggman anything. He had only just decided to open his mouth when a mighty rumble caught all of their attentions. They all turned their faces to the sky. Eggman’s posture relaxed immediately as he saw the white titan descending into the atmosphere, its massive shadow dwarfing the trees and grass below it.

The ground shook and leaves jostled about in their branches as the giant machine landed as gracefully as it could on the rocky ground. Not even a second after it had settled: out shot a bright blue spark of light, a trail of dimly glowing rocks floating behind her.

“Father-“ spoke the ai quickly, stopping beside the group. Knuckles narrowed his eyes at the comment. His eyes narrowed even more so when he saw the clearly almost drained emeralds.

“Sage what happened?” Eggman asked urgently, quickly reaching out a hand to the ai. She held out her own, pretending not to notice that bolt of sadness when her hand phased through his. Nevertheless, Eggman curled his fingers around her hand the best he could pretend to.

“What happened to Sonic?” Amy asked, her hands clamped together in worry.

Sage took a deep breath. She looked over all the eyes on her, a worry flickering behind her only visible bright blue eye. Eventually her gaze landed back on her father, “Father, I don’t know how long we have so you must listen- all of you.”

(In the uppermost layer of the atmosphere above, a few minutes earlier.)

“Yours.” Its voice spoke in a malicious calm, echoing from everywhere around him.

A tight grip engulphed the hedgehog’s heart, squeezing it tightly and ramping up his heartbeat. What did it mean? It didn’t mean! His red eyes shrunk to pinpricks in terror.

His head snapped around him, searching for any gaps in the roaring purple cloud, stress drilling deep into his bones. He needed to get out! Get out! It seemed time had slowed to a crawl around him his strained, panicked brain whirring in his skull. It felt like something heavy was pressing into his temples.

He was only just keeping himself together. That was, until the dust began to close the distance between them.

A sort of primal fear washed over Sonic. A cold, soggy tingling that crawled uncontrollably across his skin, complimented horribly with the sudden intense smell of the sweat that began to drip thickly from his forehead.

“Back off!” he shrieked tossing his arm out infront of him. A burst of chaos-based wind exploded from the motion, wafting the approaching dust back. Sonic wind, one of his best attacks, super charged by his current form. Yet it only fended the power off for a moment before it closed in again.

He waved has arm again and again, more blasts of golden wind pushing back the dust. His breaths devolving into short sharp gasps as he flung his arms out again and again and again. Desperation seized his heart tighter as the growing dread in his stomach told him his attacks seemed more and more useless.

Sonic grit his teeth hard, his spines instinctively sticking out sharply in defence, even more so than his super form usually made them.

As his anxiety grew, the hedgehog didn’t notice how his golden quills were flickering, eyes blurry with barely contained tears of sheer panic. His heightened emotions had been picked up by the emeralds, his golden quills and fur flickering indecisively from a silver accented by a pastel pink, green and cyan glow, to a deep midnight blue.

In his lungs panic to take in more air, he accidently took in a great cloud of the sparking red dust. Sonic shuddered, suddenly at the mercy of a desperate retching cough that yanked its way from his lungs. His frantic arm waving ceased as his gloved hands shot up to clutch his throat. His oesophagus tingled and stung. The hedgehog’s eyes burned, forcing him to squeeze them shut.

The dust leaped at him, seizing its chance. They clung to his body like kinetically charged polystyrene balls. Sonic felt them meld into his skin under his fur and spines like water soaking into his fur.

Sonic’s limbs folded in on themselves, spikes pointed outward in defence as he curled into a tight ball of flickering light. It hurt to stay curled up like this as his body jerked with every dry cough. However, now: he just wanted to hide and nothing in this world was going to pry him open. Everything hurt. A hard pressure behind his eyes. His heart pounded in his ears. The small lightshow shining through his eyelids was slowly obscured as his vision was overtaken by the bright red sparks crawling across his eyes.

Sonic’s limbs went deadly stiff.

His eyelids twitched weakly as he felt the telling feeling of the emeralds disconnecting from his body.

Sonic’s heart was still racing in his ears as he floated weightlessly in space, curled into possibly the tightest ball he had ever been in.

The sharp whooshing of the cloud of dust had stopped, the infinite silence of the starry cosmos now harassing his triangular ears instead.

The threat of unconsciousness approached him like a shark, its metaphorical teeth gleaming hungrily as its jaws closed in on him. He almost gave into it. Everything still ached: his spine throbbing and throat sore from his coughing fit. Sonic felt his mind slipping… until a jolt of harsh raw energy tore through him, kicking him hard from unconsciousness.

He heard a chuckle from somewhere. A small, almost polite chuckle.

His stomach lurched. The chuckle was coming from him.

What was going on!? What had it done to him?! Why couldn’t he move!

His chest rose as he drew in a deep breath, followed by a long, satisfied sigh. It was a breathy sigh, horse and heavy. And not his own.

Sonic felt his heartbeat decline rapidly, slowing down unnaturally quickly. The lack of the needed nutrients his quickly pumping blood had been providing him caused a numb blurriness to overtake him for a sickening moment.

His body took in a few more deep breaths for him, resupplying his brain enough to bring him back to himself. Sonic felt bile biting at the back of his throat. He felt so helpless. It made him feel incredibly sick.

“You fought admirably mortal,” said his mouth. It was his voice, at least… it was in there, among the discordant chorus of other voices that overlapped each other in spiralling layers. “Yet, it was all for naught.” His tongue moved in an odd way when he spoke, quick and sharp, forming each word- each syllable with the delicate accuracy of a pretentious rich snob who thought they were above consequences.

Sonic hung to that feeling of rage that thought gave him, trying not to let the bubbling panic in his chest overwhelm him again. This was for two reasons: reason one being if he did, he felt like he would throw up and reason two argued it would send him back into the same panic spiral from before. Which was the last thing he needed right now.

Against any will of his own, his body unfurled from the ball, shoulders limp and neck hanging his head before him. The cold void around him sank into the now exposed fur of his chest causing an uncomfortable lump to gather in his chest.

He shuddered horribly as what felt like tendrils of energy snaked around inside him, as if this thing was trying him on like someone would a suit at a clothes shop, stretching out into his arms and legs, reaching into his fingertips. His head tilted upwards a little, his eyes opening robotically. The view of the half-shadowed blue and green planet below him opened before him.

The corners of his mouth twitched, then widened delicately. A soft confidence to the way it moved. His head moved, half tilting half turning, to peer down curiously at his gloved hand. His whole body twitched, a diet response to the wanted jolt of surprise. The fur on his arm was no longer the familiar peach fuzz he had been born with, it was now a deep and rich purple.

His fingers flexed, curling and uncurling curiously. “It seems I had further use for you after all, mortal,” it spoke, a gentle surprise lacing its many voices. “I ought to have realised it sooner, you are far too valuable to discard recklessly,”

His head slid around to peer at his right hand, bringing it up to his eyes. He winced as a hot fiery energy raced up his arm. It was as if his blood had been replaced with burning hot magma. Sonic wanted to hiss, to object loudly to the energy coursing through his arm, yet he didn’t. The only sign of his opinion on the situation being the slightest of flinches in the corner of his mouth. His body smiled wider. A fizzling sound met his ears and his nose quickly picked up the smell of burning fabric. His hand swivelled to reveal the source. The glove on his right hand had caught fire, fizzling and popping, practically melting. Sonic watched in mild horror as another part of his glove at his fingertip caught fire, shrivelling away the white fabric to reveal his now purple hands. The creature inhabiting his body seemed to enjoy observing the slow incineration of his gloves, following the small flecks of ash as they flew away, glowing a fading ember. Sonic could feel the grin widen, pleased at watching something Sonic considered his, falling apart before his eyes.

The heat in his arm flared again, encouraging another small flame to ignite on his glove. “It is fascinating how your precious chaos energy flows through your body so proficiently,” it commented sagely. His fist clenched gently, the fizzling fabric crunching at the movement.

“What an exemplary host for my immense power.”

It flung his arms wide. Its once calm voices building up in a fierce intensity, “You truly are the key!” it exclaimed.

“Now… mortal, how about we go and visit your friends?”

(Hope this tides y’all over until I get a proper handle on the rest of the story)

[panda-001]

[sutherlandspiritofficial]

Let's go camping?

I wish I could, but work has taken over my life.

[thatfourleafbitch]

i would like to be a frog sleeping under a leaf as it’s drizzling. please and thank

[shadowednavi]

it's been awhile since I've worked on this project! I've had this verse finished for months but didn't want to post it on its own, and instead wait until the whole thing is strung together to show the final result all at once. But I'm tired of holding onto it, so here is one section of my deltarune animation! My art tag has other clips if anyone is interested in seeing more~

(song: "The Hymn of Axciom" by Vienna Teng)

[howly]

headcanon: the boring perfect self control vampire bella thinks she has is a LIE and at one point she caught human scent mid-hunt and snapped. it made her so wild she had to be restrained to the point where things got ugly

i know edward would never dare to do it and meyer would never dare write it and in canon newborn vamp bella would be far stronger than him...

actually. you know who would be stronger than one young vampire? two old vampires. and who would act practical in a critical situation? emmett

imagine edward and bella heading out for a hunt and emmett being like "do you guys mind if i tag along? i feel like snacking". bella's a little mad at the prospect of suddenly having a third wheel (homegirl wasn't planning on just. hunting) but alice gets a weird hunch and goes "no, no, em should go with you" ok nostradamus. he's going.

fast forward they're in the mountain. bella finds having emmett third-wheeling is not half bad. in emmett's head, lowkey it's bella who's the third wheel after so many decades of him hunting together with edward. but nevertheless, it's so fun with her around. all is good until they catch the scent of an entire group of friends hiking just a couple of miles from here, away from all civilization. emmett and edward stop in their tracks, ready to turn around. bella, her guard down, loses it and stars running towards the group, so they have no choice but to charge at her. while strugging to keep her in place, they try to talk her down but she doesn't listen. she doesn't care, she's strong enough to fight them off, and she fights and claws and hisses and breaks bones of whoever gets in her way because there are so many pulses just a few minutes' run away from her and their scent is so sweet and burning and calling, calling, calling to her

while struggling to restrain her, emmett grunts "we have to disarm her". edward catches the image in his head and shouts "no! you can't literally disarm bella!". well, how the hell do you expect us to stop her from massacring all those hikers? we'll just put her back together afterwards. duh!, emmett thinks, and knows he has to act fast so he goes in while bella's busy yanking away from edward's grip and tears off a limb. or two. all 3 of them may or may not be screaming.

a few moments later edward's pinning bella to the ground, holding her face between his palms, forcing her to look at him. her thrashing is not so effective with limited body parts. part of him wants to yell at emmett but that's kind of low priority. he's holding on to the last of his composure while he looks down at bella's feral expression and chants 'baby. i'm so sorry but i'll give you your leg back after you calm down a bit. i won't be able to outrun you if you go chasing after those people now. please calm down. i love you. hold your breath'

just then she listens, stops breathing and her vision refocuses. for the first time she realizes she was on her way to slaughter a bunch of strangers and she broke the arm of the man she loves at least three times when he tried to stop her. she wants to open her mouth and apologize but that will require her to breathe and possibly go crazy with thirst again. so she stares back at edward's panicked eyes and nods at him, her own red eyes just as full of terror.

then she looks over his shoulder and sees emmett waving her severed leg in the air like it's a baseball bat. "hey, did you know that rose wears the same shoe size?"

[deoidesign]

when your main characters start dating after years of writing so they finally get to be like this

[l0vel3tterl0ver]

📸: @sevikasenby

——ARCANE SEASON TWO SPOILERS——

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And yes I’m gonna be 500% delusional and say that YES, Mel and Sevika DID meet. Mel recognized that Sevika was a prominent figure in Zaun at that burning paper memorial and using her beautiful partially manipulative green eyed powers, she convinced Sevika to take her spot on the council because she “can never return to that life” because of what she is now.

And YES, Sevika reluctantly accepted—mostly because she knew it would be the best way to get Zaun what it needs, but also because she was DEFINITELY intrigued by Mel’s fine pure 14k gold ASS.

Sevika took one look at Mel and was like “Damn, they was making them like this up here? I shoulda came sooner.”

And yes they’re long distance girlfriends while Mel travels to figure out her powers and Sevika has her desk job as a Zaunite-Piltovan Counselor with dual citizenship and a nice apartment. And YES Mel comes back to visit her several times a year and brings her gifts from her travels.

JAYVIK DIED SO MELVIKA COULD LIVE SORRY Y’ALL BE MAD AT YA MAMAS

[shadyhouse]

if anyone is able to help me out i'd appreciate it, im still broke as hell. this month has been really difficult for me. i worked a total of 5 days all month and my bank account is in the negatives again after paying bills and getting some living essentials. i dont know how im going to pay my rent like this. i applied to a financial relief fund from a local trans advocacy group but it's going to be a few weeks until anything comes from that. if you have literally anything to spare it would help me out a lot 😭🙏 i feel bad ive been asking for help so often and i know everyone is struggling, im working on getting my life back in order but everything fucking sucks and is difficult right now :( even just spreading this is a huge help

pp: paypal.me/bewearrr vnm: tobias_leviathan

thank you 💕💕

[dreamsy990]

some of the less nice thoughts about being aroace

extras below the cut

sketch

closeups on my favorite panels

bonus: adios

[ghastlyaffairs]

for something as trivial and simple those feelings sure are hard to get rid of

also made a gif a version for fun + alt version with no tears under the cut

the gif is in very low resolution...this is a feature (i could make it bigger but that would require saving each frame individually and than glueing it all together. also i feel like low resolution suits it better. aesthetically and fits the mood)

[c0smickat]

Raising the dead

[Wild Life Week 7]

[caligvlasaqvarivm]

Okay challenge mode. You are a therapist and Eridan Ampora from Homestuck has just walked right out of his intro page into your office. How do you fix him?

put him and karkat in a room with a pile of stuff and tell them they can't leave until they've jumped into it and talked about their feelings

[ebonytails]

Hey everyone! this is where the zebra is currently with the design.

It has knee braces!! I will most probably be drawing the zebra usually with them on, but it’s no requirement, for example if anyone else wants to draw the zebra :-]. I always like to make sure an animal design has official colors underneath any clothing and accessory anyway. I think this will be final! thank you everyone for your feedback!

As a reminder, aside from why the zebra was requested for this flag, this is also just a zebra with the disability pride flag on it. It’s just a deisgn to fit the flag, with input from other disabled people in our community. It doesn’t mean other animals can’t have designs with these colors, too! I don’t mean this design to be the only mascot for all disabled people. It’s just a silly series i do of pride animals, and at the time, during disability pride month, I wanted to see what everyone wanted me to start off with for this flag!

the goal with my pride animals is to take requests and make people feel happy and seen.. that’s all <:-)