#alas lol

[in-newjersey]

unfortunately the Be More Chill production 20 minutes away from me is having auditions Wednesday and Thursday and I am available but they're only open to students at the college hosting it

[hrryshoney]

i have such a fic idea but it’s like a summer idea and it’s literally snowing near me😕

[aurore-parle-de-ses-idees]

17 for silear or 33 for est? 👀

33- riddle (est)

(in which 8-10ish year old (or half-elf equivalent) est enjoys a thunderstorm and goes to a Family Event in lake-town)

You can tell the storm is coming even before your father. You can smell it in the air; faint, but welcoming and familiar. 

“It should be clear until this evening,” your mother says, sharing a look with your father.

“It’s going to be rainy at lunchtime,” you insist confidently, and your father only shrugs and adjusts the heavy basket in his arms.

“We should hurry, then,” he says lightly. “We don’t want to get mud all over Ránvi’s house, do we?” You shake your head furiously and run ahead down the winding track to the town on the Lake, your parents’ voices fading behind you.

“...she really know for sure?”

“It could be…”

Your grandparents’ house is large, compared to your father’s back home. It stands to reason, you suppose. Your mother has a lot more siblings than either you or your father. Your father’s family you haven’t even met, and you only have Suntais for siblings- and unlike your mother’s siblings, they don’t seem interested in children of their own. You’re a little glad for that. You think it would be weird to have anyone call you aunt.

The storm breaks just as you arrive, the wind gusting fresh, wet air through the narrow streets as heavy clouds roll in. You grin up at them, breathing in until the next gust throws your hair into your eyes and you can’t help but laugh. 

“Esterín!” your mother calls. “Come say hello to everyone.” You leave the stairs only a little reluctantly, ducking into the bustle of your extended family.

It rains through lunch and well into the afternoon, and you sit by the window while you wait your turn at the game your cousins are playing. You watch the rain come down and listen to the distant thunder through the glass, open just enough to let in the breeze to cool the house quickly growing too warm with all these people. You would stay here happily, but your cousins call you back into the small room you have chosen for your games and insist it’s your turn to make a riddle-heart. You scribble answers to their shouted questions on a piece of old parchment then fold it at odd angles until it’s roughly in the shape of a heart, and then you try to read any sort of sense into it.

“I don’t think this means anything,” you say finally, passing it around. 

“You just have to figure it out!” Ránvi insists, turning the shape this way and that to read the words that still show on the outside. “That’s why it’s a riddle.” She turns it again. "Hm." She hands it to her brother, who frowns at it for five minutes before shaking his head and passing it along. 

"You have a hard one, Est."

"What did yours say?"

"I'm going to go on an adventure one day," he says. "All the way down the river to the Sea of Rhûn."

Lightning in the window blinds you and thunder cracks quick on its heels, sharp and clear as your family's voices in the kitchen, and all your cousins jump. You blink the afterimage from your eyes and grin, despite your cousins' nervous muttering and Álarr rubbing his head where he cracked it against the leg of the bed behind him. 

"How much longer will the storm last?" one of your younger cousins asks plaintively. 

"Not past dinner," you say, and they believe you far more easily than the adults had. Some of them grumble at the prospect of spending the rest of the afternoon inside, but they find a bin of blocks shoved under a bed and soon it's forgotten in the race to build the tallest tower before Kel pulls out one of the bottom pieces and sends the whole thing tumbling down- and into the tower beside it, if he’s lucky. You retreat to sit by the window again after one too many elbows thrown your way, watching the storm until it fades and the sun breaks through the tattered clouds above.

[trollbreak]

Realizing that I never decided if peires indigo blue or cerulean blue lol

[sleepygaymerdisease]

[isjasz]

Damn guys this new anime's opening is fire. U should all check it out i think. The mc is a bit of a maniac but the series seems pretty cool so far /SILLY

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

Four’s colors: standing there awkwardly

Legend: having a flashback to that one time he killed four colorful and identical dark links in the literal Palace of the Four Sword

Thanks for the request anon!

[lushslug]

Hey i wanted to ask, and if you do use procreate, what kind of brushes do you use?

( The art anon from many months ago ^^;;, have a nice day! )

Hello again! I do use procreate some, but outside of some freelance stuff I only really use it consistently for sketching & some lineart ... these top three are the ones I use the most, with 6B definitely being my go-to (it's the one I used here):

I personally find painting/coloring on procreate to be really frustrating and I've never gotten the hang of it, so I end up finishing most things in CSP >>

[chrisrin]

all my behind-the-scenes concept work and such for the HGCZ! i had a blast working on it all.

check out my finished piece here, and check out @hotguycomiczine for the full zine!

[undertalethingems]

Unexpected Guests Chapter Ten, Act Two: Page 20

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I sure hope no one's tired of Undyne being awesome. Because well. She is very much not done with being awesome.

Look for the next update on Aug. 29th!

[feliformiaboy]

more lazy pathways art because i've got a Disease in my brain

[claraoswalds]

They're made of plastic. Living plastic creatures. They're being controlled by a relay device in the roof, which would be a great big problem if I didn't have this. So, I'm going to go up there and blow them up, and I might well die in the process, but don't worry about me. No, you go home. Go on. Go and have your lovely beans on toast.

HAPPY 19TH ANNIVERSARY! (March 26, 2005)

[sunsetuniverse]

"There's a power in seeing yourself in another, in resemblance..."

[reineydraws]

rip the bat boys 💀

[arinmoss]

Mr. Elliott Stardew Valley once again U_U

[biblically-accurate-dca]

painting test with a limited color palette

here's the sun equivalent!