#all of these are so cute i swear i can't

[1ka0oo]

You get early access to these:

I still have one more scene i wanna draw, it's just a bad low quality drawing of Dream kicking Blue out of the castle lol (fun fact, this is my first time drawing DS!Cross, Error, Blue and Ink! Kinda had trouble with how i wanted to draw Error's hood and Blue's sweater..)

NO WAY MORE OF YOUR ART This seems to be my lucky day

I LOVE IT GOD DAMN 💛

Not Ink overthinking about having more responsibilities 😭

POOR BLUE HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING 😭😭😭

[mydarlinglaszlo]

they're holding hands! for the last time (on this documentary) 🥺💕

[nipuni]

A stroll through the royal gardens and a traditional lunch in the early 1800s 😊

[pastelaspirations]

Controversial opinion; Error should have lost because the bit of him coming 2nd place for three freaking years in a row would have been comedy gold.

O h w e e e l l, I love you, Error. Congrats on finally winning, ya handsome lad. I drew a crap post comic where Ink expresses the same sentiment that I do lmao

Transcript just in case my handwriting is awful to read

Error: FINALLY, people see my ✧˖°.greatness.°˖✧ Ink: Yay! I'm so happy for you! <3 Ink: Although... I was kind of hoping you'd lose- Error: WHAT?! Ink: Just- It would have been really funny if you came 2nd place 3 years in a row, wouldn't it? Error: .... Error: You're dead to me Ink: I'm sorry! I just thought it'd be funny-

[sysig]

Smooth cover (Patreon)

Bonus alt:

[penofwildfire]

silly Finders-centric doodle page (have I mentioned I love this family so goddamn much?)

[necrotic-nephilim]

after seeing the poll about who in the batfam could be Deaf, I am now obsessed with how the masks could affect their sign. If they use their signing space differently when in the vigilante persona or not. Signing is so distinctive to each person that the code switching they do would be interesting to see play out in their ASL. Also thinking about what family signs the family would use to refer to batshit things in their lives. q

YEAH YOU GET IT.

(the poll in question) i am deeply fascinated by the mechanics in which Deaf culture could play into the Batfam. bc most of them are wearing masks that would heavily inhibit ASL (given ASL is an expressive language) so i think it's more likely they'd use something akin to Makaton or Military Hand Signals that are not a fully developed language, but a communication aid, with a given set of signs for the typical things that need to be communicated in the field. meanwhile they'd be more likely to use ASL casually. (i'm unsure who all in the Batfam is confirmed to know ASL, but i know at the very least Bruce and Tim are)

i'm also very drawn in by the idea of other firms of assistive communication/tech used aside from just ASL. i personally find it believable that the masks of any of the Batfam could include automatic captioning tech that only they see through the inside of the mask, similar to captioning glasses at movie theatres, if they were Deaf/HoH. also how you would modify the concept of comm links to be more accessible, potentially projecting the message visually through the person's mask or maybe a wrist communicator sort of situation, depending on their personal preference. how the Batfam in general would interact with each other if one or multiple of them were Deaf would be heavily shaped and i think it's so fun. and i *love* the thought of personal signs they'd have to come up with bc well, ASL is hardly equipped for their lifestyle. also fun to consider sign names and if sign names are unique to the person or unique to the mantle. (eg, would the sign name for Robin be specific to which Robin, or just the mantle at large) there's so many little things that would change and i just think it's Neat. most people are approaching the poll from the perspective of their character of choice having hearing loss from vigilante work (which is a super valid way to approach it and i love those headcanons) but personally i find it fun if the deafness is a pre-existing condition and already something the Bat has been dealing with for years and thus approaches vigilantism needing to modify their gear slightly from the standard norm. how they could influence how Bruce trains them, emphasizing other senses. how they'd likely be far more tactical on the field, pressing their hands against something to feel for noise, ergo their gloves may be designed to more easily pick up vibration. (cannot tell you how much i do that irl) whether or not they'd hide it from the larger hero world is also an interesting question. it's all a fun internal struggle as well, internalized ableism and all. so much you could do with it!!

[nethhiri]

Marooned: Chapter 18

Kid x FemReader x Killer

Warnings: murder, violence

The Gang Learns Backstory

It wasn't the first time you'd been in a cell, and it wouldn't be the last, well, if you survived. You were buried in the soft rise and fall of Mini's side, facing the wall. It felt like a whale had been dropped on you, followed by a train running you over. You couldn't move, your body hurt so badly. It wasn't just ribs that were broken, you realized, it was also one of your arms. Your hands were sealed into fists by the dried blood and stiffness of being inflamed. Trying to open them was excruciating. The cold weight of shackles was starting to register in your mind, though you could tell they weren't seastone. You knew someone was in the same room, outside the cell, and chose to ignore them. Probably a babysitter since they didn't have seastone. 

At least the acid stopped burning after a few minutes. You wished they had just left you in the ocean. You wished that you would stop hurting so badly so you could think of a way out. If your ribs could just stop aching for a few minutes, if they could just mend themselves. Wait.You didn't dare look, for fear that it would stop, but you swear that as you thought about it, the pain diminished. You put all your attention into picturing how you felt when you were in your normal state, risking a glance down. That's new. A faint light radiated from underneath your shirt. Maybe any part of you had the ability to channel your powers, not just your hands. You had never tried it, thinking you had to make contact with your hands specifically.

You took a deep breath in, testing your ribs. It wasn't perfect, but the pain was tolerable. Same thing with your arm and your hands. Now, your hands were sore with pink lines where the skin was healing. You stared down at them, flipping them over to inspect. You stretched the stiffness out of your body, rolling over with your back against Mini. It turned out Killer was the one babysitting you. You glared at him, absentmindedly petting Mini with your elbows resting against her belly. A smirk played at your lips, thinking how they couldn't have just anybody watching you. The second in command, presumably the second strongest member of the crew, had to be assigned the task. You were a real threat. 

"You see now, why I kept my history to myself?" Your gravelly voice bounced off the walls. "And before you say something, no, it wouldn't have been better if I had come right out with it. You and I both know that." 

Killer made an almost imperceivable nod. He held a piece of paper in his hand that looked like it had been forgotten about for a while. "Is this really you?" He flipped around the tattered flyer to reveal your old wanted poster. 

You got up and shoved your hand between the bars, shackles clanking against them. "Give me that." You snatched it from his grasp and returned to your boar throne. You touched the face of old Y/N. Ex-Capt. F/N 'Sea Snake' L/N: Marine Killer. She was more beautiful, more fearless, and thought she was untouchable. You could heal the scars that marred your face. You chose not to, as a reminder of what happened to you and what you had to do. Even so, you longed to be like the old you. You knew better now, that you still had things in life to fear, and you were far from untouchable, but you wished you were still ignorant of those things. You didn't care much for how you looked, but you would be lying if you claimed you didn't want your old face back, the one without the scars on the inside. Wet drops fell onto the poster in your hands. Wiping at your eyes, you didn't even realize you were crying, or why. Suddenly you felt small. You hoped Killer hadn't noticed, as you tried to stifle sniffles. You cleared your throat and tossed it back at Killer. "Where'd you find that? Under your captain's pillow next to Boa Hancock's?" The crack in your voice betrayed you. If he noticed, he didn't show it.

He didn't reply, but he picked the poster up. "Your bounty is pretty high. How many did you get?" 

You dried your eyes with your shoulders and scoffed, "Not enough." The shackles on your wrists made metallic complaints as you used your devil fruit to remove and reshape them. "You don't have to make small talk with me." They took your gunblade again, but left you with regular metal shackles. That didn't make sense to you since you could easily make another one with the metal, though not as high quality. You could also get out of the cell you were caged in. Probably why Killer had his punishers resting behind him.

"M'not," He said, placing the poster down and resting his elbows on his knees. "Asking because I want to know." 

You considered this. Killer wasn't one to waste words. "You want to know?" A prideful sneer crawled onto your face. "Ok. In the infirmary, there's a locked cabinet with the rest of my things. Bring them to me." You continued fiddling with the metal.

Killer searched your face for deception. Not finding any, he went to the top of the stairs and asked someone to retrieve them. Now, he was really curious. Mostly curious as to why no one searched your shit. He would have to find out who was responsible for that little slip up later. A few minutes later, Heat came down the stairs holding a parcel of fabric and handed it to Killer. 

Both of you looked at him, as if to ask if he was leaving. "What? I wanna see." You could swear you saw a pink tinge to his face. "I'm ... a fan." He pretended to look down at what you were doing to half-hide his face.

You snickered, "Oh so it was your pillow my poster was under." Heat gave you a questioning look.

Killer shook his head. He didn't make a sound but his shoulders moved up and down. Slowly, you watched him remove the fabric holding everything in place. First, there was a pouch holding the valuables that had washed up during your time as a castaway, which Killer placed into his back pocket.

You frowned, "That's mine."

"And now it's mine. Consider it payment for keeping you in one piece." Kid had wanted to make sure you didn't go anywhere. Killer insisted that instead of cutting your feet off, he would keep an eye on you personally. It took some convincing that you probably wouldn't want to heal him if he did anything to you, seeing as you already didn't want to comply. 

The metal in your hands groaned, as if it was complaining on your behalf. Scowling, you decided to keep your mouth shut. You knew he had to have held Kid back from doing any further harm to you after you blacked out, judging by how enraged Kid was and comparatively how much of you had been left attached. You were grateful for that much. Fixing smaller injuries was easy, but replacing things was not within your scope. 

Killer went on to unfold the only other thing in the bundle, a white coat. You were delighted by Heat's enthusiastic reaction, to nearly snatch it away from Killer. "You're holding it wrong!" Heat flipped it around so Killer could see. "See!?" It was a mockery of a marine captain's uniform. The coat was a patchwork quilt, a collection of the "Justice" symbols sewn together. Each symbol had been cut from the jacket of a captain-rank marine. There were enough to make a full coat. Some of them had tears or holes through the center that had been mended. Some still had the faint outlines of bloodstains. 

"Those are just the ones with jackets." The metal in your hands stopped glowing as a replica gunblade lay in your lap. "There were underlings, too." You extended your palm and motioned for them to hand it over. When they were through looking at it, Heat stuck his heat through the bars and tossed it towards you. 

Slipping it on for the first time since you washed up on shore, you took in the familiar smell of gunpowder and the iron, metallic scent of old blood. It was a reinvigorating feeling, like you were slowly gathering pieces of yourself. All you were missing was the heavy steel of your real gunblade at your hip and your feet on the bow of Fate's Wraith, wind and salt spray caressing your face. You never thought about getting your ship back. The thought of corrupt marines commandeering though... 

You were shaken from your daydream by Heat, who asked, "What made you..." He seemed to try rephrasing the question, "How did you..." His voice faded, thinking it was unwise to ask.

"Why did I do it?" Heat's eyes snapped to look at you. Even Killer seemed to lean forward. You had never spoken to anyone about it before. The only people who knew were you and the three people you had left to kill. If you were going to die here, you might as well tell them. To think the Kid Pirates, of all people, would be the keepers of my history. You didn't want the deeds you were the most proud of to be lost to history, after all. "I joined the marines because I thought that the structure would be better than continuing to live on an island run by chaos and crime. I thought I was on the 'good' side. One day, I found out that there was some secret skin trading happening within our ranks. I took it to a superior, thinking that he would put an end to it and punish those people. Instead, he asked if I wanted in." You ran your hand through Mini's coat to lower your blood pressure. "That's the day I learned there was no 'good' side. My entire career was a lie. It's every man for himself. So I decided I would be the justice I wanted to see in the world and painted the wall of his office with his own brain. Did the same with the others. It was already bad enough we had to watch Celestial Dragons do it, yet I looked past it because I was told to." You adjusted yourself to be more comfortable. "At that point I didn't care what happened. I didn't want to be a marine anymore. I found some people that felt the same, took off on a ship, and started picking off the worst of them. Until..." You stopped there. They didn't need to know the rest. The old memories stirred up anger and a bit of pride. "And I would do it again, too."

It was silent but for the sound of lapping waves outside. "You're from the South Blue, aren't you?" Killer guessed. "Where?"

Before you could answer, Minerva got up from behind you, causing you to fall backwards before catching yourself. You were about to protest, but the way Mini's fur was at end gave you pause. It was apparent why. Stomping reverberated down the hall until Kid came into view. The boar had placed herself between you and he. "It's okay, Mini." You were touched that she wanted to defend you, though worried about what could happen to her if she tried. 

"Fuck are ya all down here for?!" He eyed Heat, who promptly left. Kid didn't need to say anything more for Killer to vacate also. The masked man's hand lingered on Kid's shoulder on his way out. Kid's gaze switched to you and he held his hand out, limply. "Fix this shit!" 

Next

[creachiergh]

anyways. WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT.

[xiii-e]

//ooc posting: I NEED to find more fun/silly things to do with my two they are Not meant to be all agony all the time I swear- I just have a penchant for the dramatic and they're a little in the torment nexus o(-< but on god they will Have Fun too

[affluent-havoc]

Random Togami Headcanon 16

Byakuya has some opinions about being in a gym class with his other classmates. Also just gym in general. He sure does have an opinion on literally everything though!

And it's not like he's not one to exercise. He does of course! Gotta ensure he can defend for himself as the heir. However, he's still a lean guy and is NO way a gym bro nor would he want to. He'd hate his personality only being "get swoll" or "doing reps". Byakuya's just not that guy in general. Not a gym bro. But, either way, despite not hating the concept of working out and doing some exercises now and again, he still despises gym. School gym. Lotta gyms. Just utter distain within him for it. And it's deep too.

In regards to having gym with his peers in school, he's not fond of some of them looking at him or just Toko in general ogling him. Mostly though, it's the hygiene cus, fancy school or not, regardless of his old school either, it's still a gym. A sweaty ass gym. No amount of air conditioning or funds will change his mind. And golly does he HATE being on the gym floor too and getting his hands on it to do push ups or pull ups or just any time he accidently touches the floor. It's better outside but he also isn't fond of it either since he's still in gym. Also, out of everything in Hopes Peak, the gym is a downgrade in his eyes. Also, he's not too fond of wearing the gym uniform cus he's just gotta whine about everything.

As for general gym happenings not involving school, he just doesn't really like dressing casual for working out which is why his gym clothes at his fancy mansion are custom made. Not that he enjoys those either. Like, if he could, he'd just live in his suits. But, atlas, he's still human. Byakuya also just hates certain workouts in general and even some names of the workouts that he legitimately refuses to ever utter in his life. Good luck guessing which ones! In terms of the workouts and their functions though, he has the dislike for then, not cus of strain. Cus of how he looks or just that he feels the workout is ridiculous and unbecoming of him. Like, he refuses to do jumping jacks and he will die on his hill. Or, basically, if he was in some American school and had to do bear crawls, yeah. He'd freaking HATE that so bad. Don't get him started on group work. He's ALWAYS despised doing group work. 9/10 he's either suck with someone he doesn't like or he just hates the project and it's just a hassle. He especially doesn't like it at gym though cus he's required to either let people touch HIM or HE has to touch THEM. And, depending on the classmates, the disgust varies. Like, he'd rather have Celeste, Kyoko, Makoto, or Taka touch him rather than Toko, or Hiro for instance. That's not to say he doesn't like group projects at times but it is exclusively away from gym since gym is just a big no. Also by "at times" it's just one specific instance There is only one instance he'll like group work and it has nothing to do with him. With group projects come group presentations and OH BOY does he love seeing the real shitshows of them all. The double edged part of it is that sometimes, they're too bad. Too funny to watch so he has to put more work than he calculated to contain himself. Last thing he wants are the commoners commentating on his laughing of all things. Not because they'd hate it. With bad presentations, other's will be guaranteed to find the whole trainwreck amusing. What REALLY makes him contain himself is that he just KNOWS he'll get comments on "how cute he sounds" and the last thing he wants is to die of embarrassment from that. And, honestly, embarrassment as well as disgust are the main factors why he hates gym class so adamantly. What can ya say. He likes his control.

[tellthemhowihopetheyshouted]

suprize song guesses for london night 2*:

mary's song x fifteen x the best day

87 & 89; boy on the football team; works as a bridge between the other two

they all have themes of growing up, specifically going from the first verse of mary -> best day -> fifteen -> last verse of mary would kick ass imo

it would also be chronological in like, life events

country taylor

story of us x us.

both talking to the muse about how they feel after the end of a relationship

ngl i just want her to say "🎸🥀🪦the story of🪦🥀🎸 ... u-uUh-uh-us"

the albatross x peace

i can't explain how this makes sense but like

"she's the death you chose / you're in terrible danger" with "the rain is always gonna come / if you're standing with me"

how in the ancient mariner (poem where the albatross motif comes from) the rain happening both with the wedding guest and the mariner after he kills the albatross

honestly i think peace works with a lot of things on ttpd/the anthology

FOR EXAMPLE

peace x ttpd x the prophecy

goes from warning the person you're still with -> warning the person you recently separated from -> realizing you need the warning more than they do

"give you my wild / give you a child" -> "you took my ring off my middle finger and put it on the one / people put wedding rings on" -> "don't want money / just someone who / wants my company"

like, ill give you everything i have (but some things are out of my control) to you said could handle that to no one wants to be with me, i don't want to be with me, get me out of the life i built for myself

or it could be like, ill give you everything i have (but some things are out of my control) to you said you'd give me everything too, you said you were forever about this (add in the chorus of ttpd) but instead you left, and no one else knows you like i do, what are YOU going to do now to i should have taken my own advice, they were right to leave, who would want me if the trade off is this life?

tl;dr: i love my monochromatic greyscale albums

loml also fits the theme but idk if she would do 4 songs in a mashup and also the story feels pretty strong imo with just those three

london boy

she's in london

i have no further evidence

closure x imgonnagetyouback

so according to google these are in the same key and now i want to teach myself guitar so i can mash them up myself because dear god

anyway 1. she hasn't played either of them and they're both like top 3 of their albums

they also happen to be the 2 sides of my last breakup and i just now realized that...

anyway, in closure the other person is being clingy and wants the breakup to be amicable so they can feel like a good person

and in imgonnagetyouback the speaker is being ,,clingy,, or like, thinking too much about a relationship that's over

(also the person in closure always seemed to me to be in a better place emotionally + was the one to break up where as the letter sender felt like they had an ulterior motive for contacting their ex)

SO, imgonnagetyouback is written by the person who got dumped and closure is the person who broke things off and they're writing about the same relationship

peace x clean

i don't really have a story for this but

"the rain came pouring / down when i was drowning / that's when i could finally breathe" and "the rain is always gonna come / if you're standing with me"

maybe like, clean is the aftermath, written by person A, and peace is written by person B warning person A. the rain being like, person B's sadness/baggage, but also serving as the method of escape for person A

like, the thing that is person B's biggest flaw was the way person A knew to run

a real if they show you who they are believe them type story, but mostly i just like both of the rain lines in the songs

[plushie-lovey]

Just ignore the haters - my brothers have huge collections of stuff like video game related and nobody says anything. They're having to sell some of it because of space but someone commented they thought the bedroom in the photo background was a shop because that's what it looks like lol. I have a bookcase of dolls and miniatures and my mom is like that's too much, it's weird, you're an adult etc so annoying

That sounds sooo cool. Your brothers are lucky they can get away with collecting so much and not get judged for it

It really is annoying when parents and other people make comments about how strange a toy collecting hobby is though, huh? For the most part I do try to ignore the haters. But I have crappy self esteem, so when somebody makes comments about my plushie collection sometimes it makes me uncomfortable and self conscious. But plushies make me happy, and there's so few things in this world that can bring me only pure joy. So I try to focus on how I feel about stuffed animals and not what others think or feel about them. They can go be miserable somewhere else, I'm gonna sit here and have fun with my toys. Nobody should say anything about what makes others happy, as long as its not smth harmful (which this definitely isn't).

[sysig]

Some more Just Desserts pets, and thinking about Candy Mers again (Patreon)

Also ft. the pigeon study I did, what a cute bird!

[kitkatwinchester]

MY HEART!!

Okay okay, Malira is still amazing, truly.

But I just CANNOT be mad at Scira. I cannot. I love them too much. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

That little Scira moment was so freaking cute, I swear to god.

"Be careful works for me."

I JUST!!

Her adorable little babble because she's worried about him, and his adorable little smile because he finds her so endearing, and then that hug where they just both held each other so tight, and even when Scott knew he had to let go, he had a hard time pulling away, and then the way Kira just watches him go, I just...

I love them. I really do. I fully support that being the canon ship (I will love Malira in the privacy of my own head aka this Tumblr page XD). <3 <3 <3

AND OF COURSE, BECAUSE IT'S ME AND WE HAVE TO...

LET'S OVERANALYZE ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL SCILES MOMENT, SHALL WE?! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I LOVE SCILES SO MUCH!!! <3 <3 <3

THE WAY THEY JUST UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER AND HAVE EACH OTHER'S BACKS I CANNOT WITH THEM!!! <3 <3

The fact that they both look at Braeden at the SAME TIME with the EXACT same head turn movement (it's a little thing, but it's a BIG THING to me! <3 <3).

The fact that Scott starts to panic slightly because he doesn't know what to do, and Stiles recognizes that immediately.

The fact that Scott looks to Stiles for a solution, and Stiles already has one for him.

The fact that Scott looks at him in surprise and immediately says "not without you" because that means leaving his best friend stranded and, more importantly, not having him at his side and he hates that.

The fact that Stiles immediately comforts Scott by more or less reminding him that he has a better shot of finding Derek than the rest of them do and telling him that he'll do everything he can to keep the rest of the pack safe and get things figured out.

The fact that Scott has so many reservations about this and clearly hates this plan and is so close to saying no again.

The fact that Stiles gives him that little encouraging pat on the chest and gestures him to Braeden so that they can leave on time.

The fact that only after much support and encouragement from Stiles is Scott finally able to decide that it's okay to keep going without the rest of the pack.

I JUST LOVE THEM SO MUCH I CAN'T STAND IT!!

Did I way overanalyze that scene? Yes.

Do I care in the slightest? Absolutely not.

Is that 20-second-scene going on my "Best Sciles Moments" list? YOU BET!!

I seriously cannot believe there was ever a time where I didn't have Sciles in my life, because IT'S SERIOUSLY AMAZING!!!

AHHHH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Anyways...

I don't love that Scott is more or less going off on his own to try to find Derek and potentially face Kate, and I REALLY don't love that the rest of the pack is stranded in the desert that will apparently get more dangerous at night right after being hit/attacked by something, but it's FINE. They wouldn't kill anyone in the season premiere...right?

ANYWAYS.

(I couldn't find the Sciles scene because NOBODY EVER GIFS THESE LITTLE SMALL SCILES MOMENTS THAT I ADORE, but I will happily take the Scira hug gif. <3 <3 <3 <3)

[meownotgood]

you're playing bg3!!!! do you have your sights set on anyone yet... :3

yes!! I just started act 2 but I don't know yet, I can't decide because I like everyone bahaha... I think gale and karlach are my favorites so far, they are both such sweethearts.... 🥹 but wyll and astarion... I have my eyes on them too because they are so handsome... I'll just have to see where the journey takes me lmaoooo