#You're My Only Hope

[eclec-tech]

I have a problem. 🎨

I've shown my husband some of the art on Tumblr and mentioned repeatedly how cool it is that the people here can make such breathtaking digital art and that I wish I knew how to draw like they do.

Today's my birthday. Wanna guess what he gave me?

Yep. I now own a drawing tablet!

The problem is that I don't know the first thing about drawing or digital art. He said it's just for fun so I can try to learn some basics and that there's no pressure. Oh, but there's pressure! He's such a sweetheart to buy this nifty gift for me, and now I feel like I need to learn how to draw something asap to show him how much I appreciate it.

Where do I even start?

[faembrosia]

you write fanfic to be happy

I write fanfic to get noticed by the director and impress them so much i get offered a job as a script writer and slowly force my headcanons into actual canons and see my OTP kiss for real life while making money doing it and the actors then adopt me and we live happily ever after, everyone kissing

We are not the same.

[andorerso]

rebelcaptain save me

rebelcaptain

save me rebelcaptain

[pedroam-bang]

Gretel Lusky - Star Wars: Unlimited / Spark Of Rebellion / You're My Only Hope (2024)

[fangirl-nadir]

Maybe Tumblr can help me find that one painting from Dinotopia with the dinos playing dreidel?

[cassi-misc-art]

100 Picture Challenge - Last Hope

2016

As if I could do anything but this line for this theme

Want to see more of my 100 Picture Challenge submissions? I've got a master list here!

[rainyfey]

Today is a Listen to 二度寝 by Creepy Nuts on Repeat kinda day.

It snowed here last night (gross icy stuff that messed up all our roads). Hope everyone is staying safe and warm wherever you are 🧣

[bruce-slutsteen]

i better get that presale code for hozier tickets tomorrow

i'm going to cursed milwaukee

at least i know i have another chance on thursday with the summerfest presale

eeeeeeee i'm totally gonna have anxiety dreams about it

[movietimegirl]

Happy May 4th!

May the 4th be with you, always!

[poetryvampire]

Tumblr beloveds hark!

So I'm trying to make a thing (jewelry) for bg3's birthday because I'm insane and I need yalls help! What are the items and/symbols you most associate with your fav bg3 character? Like some are obvious (gale orb, purple ect) but others I'm having trouble with the pieces really read as them. I would love love love to hear your suggestions! 💜✨️💜✨️

Thank you🥰

[wolfandwild]

Greetings, Warcraft Tumblr!

I'm putting together a WoW-themed Family Feud game and need background survey data to make the game work - and that's where you come in!

If anyone is able to complete the linked form, I would be very grateful. Hopefully should be a bit of fun too!

[sodaslittleplace]

So hot.....

Wish my apartment had AC....

Feels like I'm melting ......

It's almost 30⁰c, even though it's past 5pm already.

[brasskingfisher]

With the zuckerbot having now drunk enough of its own syphilitic piss to want to cozy up to wosit Shitler, and it looking like it wants to compete with the equally nauseating elongated muskrat creature as to who can create the "better" right wing cess pit I really feel like I should delete my Facebook account (the only other Zuckerbot product I use is WhatsApp, and that's mainly to keep in touch with family) and I can't really think of any real reason I shouldn't beyond simple nostalgia (I remember the great migration from MySpace) and maybe the vague hope that we won't see a repeat of twitter's decline.

I mean, my usage has been severely declining for several years as it got increasingly shiter with every update (I mean I started exclusively using it on my phone several years ago and even now I don't do much other than lurk). Maybe I need a push to do it, maybe I'm clinging on to some forlorn hope that we won't see a rise in openly fascistic content....

[panakina]

Looking for Jason todd fics set during UtRH, anybody got any recs?

[hellcatsandcars]

[dangraccoon]

Let Them Go

Day 12 ~ communication barrier ~ (Alt. Prompt)

Wrecker

Word Count: Content: taken prisoner, torture, carbonite freezing, Hunter's senses getting FUCKED (note: I was massively inspired by @staycalmandhugaclone's whump series with Doc, specifically Soft Words for this one! Go read their series!! It is amazing!!)

Wrecker spat at the Separatist’s heeled boots, his face drawn into a snarl.

“How charming,” she rolled her eyes. She looked at her lackey. “Get the code.” And then back at Wrecker. “I don’t care how.”

“With pleasure,” the trandoshan snickered and picked up what looked like a metal huttball club. 

Wrecker was about to let out a low warning growl when the club made contact with his gut. The wind left his lungs with a pained grunt and his diaphragm spasmed as his body tried and failed to regain that lost air.

Just as the oxygen began to rush back in, the grunt swung again, this time hitting Wrecker right on the groin. His body curled forward, despite the restraints holding his arms spread above his head. 

Internally, Wrecker chuckled at the panic that flashed into the lackey’s face as Wrecker’s right arm broke free of the restraint. He was quickly subdued, however, by several tranquilizer darts.

Slowly, Wrecker came back to consciousness. The room seemed to be vacant except for him. He tested the restraints again, sure he could break the new ones just as easily as he’d started to break the old ones.

But as he pulled at his arms, he realized that he couldn’t feel anything past his elbows.

He tried to look up at them, but couldn’t turn his head enough to see.

The door slid open, revealing the Separatist woman.

“So you’re finally awake,” she hummed, almost disinterestedly. “I’m sure your dense little brain is trying to find your arms and legs.”

My…legs? he thought, suddenly realizing he couldn’t feel them below the knee either.

Wrecker knew far better than to talk at all when being interrogated–or tortured–for information. But maker, did he want to spit an endless stream of obscenities at her. Instead, he just fixed her in a glare that would make Crosshair proud.

“What’s the matter?” she cooed mockingly. “Never been in carbonite before?”

He growled. 

“Oh, you clones.” The word dropped from her lips like a curse. “Always so eager to prove yourselves as sentient people, yet every time I have one of you in my care, you turn into an animal. Curious, isn’t it?”

Wrecker mustered up enough of his strength to jump at her despite his restraints, but she didn’t flinch. She barely even blinked.

“You prove my point,” she smiled. “Not one of you has ever wished to hold even so much as a simple conversation with me, let alone an intellectual one.” She was close to him now, grabbing his chin in a clawed, vice-like grip. “And you? You went unconscious for almost an entire week. Such bad manners,” she tsked, slapping his cheek lightly before turning on her heel and walking out the door.

The gears in Wrecker’s brain started to turn. Had it really been a week since they’d raided that maker-forsaken cave base? No wonder I’m so hungry, the back of his mind whispered. Between his time here and running out of rations in the field– Wrecker shuddered. His waning strength made more sense now.

He looked around the room, realizing suddenly that it was different than the one he was in before. 

There were two doors; one on the wall to his left, and one on the wall directly across from him. A giant mirror reflected back his tortured image. Arms and legs frozen in solid carbon, just as she said, and he could just make out the bruises covering his skin. 

Been stuck in worse, he thought. 

But then the mirror seemed to flicker, revealing that it wasn’t a mirror, but glass. Strung up by his arms like Wrecker had been before, was Hunter. His head was hanging down, chin to his chest. His hair was soaked and hanging loosely around his face with no bandana to keep it out of his eyes. Like Wrecker, his armor and black undersuit were gone. Hunter seemed to be drenched, and Wrecker found himself trying to figure out what method they’d chosen to torture his sergeant. Probably not waterboarding; Hunter can hold his breath forever.

His answer came sooner than he’d expected as the lackey that had been beating him before entered the other room. 

“Sergeant?” he said, prodding Hunter’s side.  “It’s time to wake up.”

There must be a mic in there.

Wrecker’s heart dropped into his guts as the man flicked a switch on the control pad next to the door. 

Wrecker heard nothing, but watched as Hunter reacted instantly. His entire body seized and a wretched scream tore from his throat, amplified by the speakers Wrecker realized were likely positioned behind him. Wrecker felt like he was going to be sick as he realized it wasn’t water or some chemical that Hunter was drenched in; it was likely his own sweat and tears. 

Wrecker fought against the carbon in vain. 

“Hunter!” he tried to shout, but it came out as a rough croak. 

The lackey flipped the switch back and Hunter’s body fell limp once more. 

Hunter was panting, trying to catch his breath after being forced back into consciousness. His tormentor leaned in close and whispered something Wrecker couldn’t hear. 

Hunter’s head lifted tiredly, and Wrecker could tell he was struggling to focus. His eyes squinted, and then all at once widened in what Wrecker could only describe as terror-fueled rage.

“Let them go!” Hunter shouted. “I’m the only one with the codes!”

As Hunter continued his outrage, Wrecker realized something didn’t sit right with that statement. Them… Wrecker started to battle against the carbon. With a sickening click, he was able to wrench his arm back far enough to pop it out of his socket. He growled through the pain as he got the other one.

With his newfound mobility, he was able to shift forward just enough.

“Kriff,” he swore as he looked to one side, seeing Tech and Crosshair, each entirely encased in carbonite.

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