#all of you are huge inspirations to me

[universal-casey]

Ever since Musical Anon suggesting that the Sovime AU could be split into three parts, I’ve been really thinking about it lmao.

Like the reason I don’t have anything solid is because I could never figure out where to start. I know the end, and I know the beginning. But I always freeze at the middle. And I think the reason why is because I was trying to START at the middle.

Sovime AU is just as much of Soviet’s story as it is America’s. Two sides of the same coin, only one starts at the top and falls to the bottom, and one starts at the bottom and climbs to the top.

Not to mention @weirdestarrow ( @weirdestbooks ) practically shot me in the face with motivation because of their FANTASTIC fic, “A Moment of Reflection” like seriously check it out.

Plus, I think if I write out the AU I can work out the kinks and make a huge passion project out of it.

[clickety-clacker]

Been seeing so many cool Clickies on my dashboard since getting into GGG, I just had to take the time to draw a few of them- plus, it was a bit of a challenge to try new styles. A lot of these guys were also super influential to how I draw and even think about Click Clack on my own time, so you should definitely check them out! Names below the cut cus it got long heehoo

Top left: @malartsorte

Top middle (holding papers): @scribblelimbo

Top right: @wishgraanted

Leftmost middle: @beastwhimsy

Middle (peace sign!): @sootnuki

Rightmost middle: @molabuddy

Bottom left: @pespillo

Bottom middle: @artuurle

Bottom right: @modmad

I know I said it already, but all of yall are super cool and I had a lot of fun challenging myself to make this! Keep on being awesome 👍

[itsrlymine]

i need y'all to watch westworld bc it's one of my favourite shows that showcase how reality is written by you even if you don't know it.

[pant--eater]

I never thought I would see the day when I have to block Caitvi tags out of discomfort. But Vi's treatment in Arcane's season 2 narrative reminds me of that one Tumblr post that goes "hot take but supporting butches doesnt mean just being attracted to them". How butches will be treated as men lite, fetishized and objectified and reduced to objects of desire, and that abusing and fetishizing them is acceptable because "they can take it"

It deadass feels like they reduced Vi to a sexy muscle mommy with no characterization other than being Caitlyn's hot gf who is sad sometimes and punches things. Completely ignoring her character arc, the way she sacrifices everything to protect the people she loves and constantly belittles herself and does self harm in form of alcoholism and her whole pit fighter arc...and for what? They never touch on those issues, all of her pain is forgotten as soon as she gets back together with Cait

Even the fact that Caitlyn physically assaulted her and then had a rebound with Maddie, is brushed aside by Vi forgiving it all. It made me sick to my stomach because it could have been a plot point to address Vi's own self hatred, but no, the centrist ass writers were too afraid to make people uncomfortable by actually having Caitlyn face consequences for her actions.

Cherry on top: the timeline where everything is good is where Vi is dead (the romanticization of self destructive behavior and ableism in this season is a whole other can of worms...oh Jinx what did they do to you), and in the ending scene Vi calls herself "the dirt under Caitlyn's nails", being reduced to her cop girlfriend's property

It upsets me viscerally because I was SO invested in Caitvi back when season 1 aired and I loved them and was excited to see where their relationship would develop in season 2. We were getting a big lesbian ship that actively has sex, has flaws and a passionate slowburn, addresses class differences and the effects of police violence, but instead the writing completely killed the ship for me.

[kelin-is-writing]

fwb!touya who despite your agreement on not necessarily having to stop seeing other peoples, has deleted the contacts of the two or three girls he used to occasionally hook up with, when you weren’t around, the moment you two had started your relationship and everytime he crosses paths with them at school he barely even acknowledges their existence. why? ohh that’s because the moment you, the girl he desires on a soul-type of level, has agreed to be in all this with him touya’s eyes haven’t been able to look away from you, not even for a split second.

fwb!touya who a mere call or text for you telling him how much you miss and want to see him, is enough to make him skip practices with his rock band only to run over to your place and spend time with you. be it doing homework, watching movies or those weird reality shows that secretly pique his interest, playing games that usually end up in heated makeout sessions, you putting on nail polish while he styles your hair, cooking together, napping together, having sex four or five times. just you two basically being all over each others at any given occasion. touya wanted you close to him as much as possible and he was going to have exactly that.

fwb!touya who keeps telling himself you two are just ‘friends with benefits’ but from time to time he finds himself playing the guitar, compose and writes songs while thinking about you. he would’ve never wanted to admit it, for the moment, but you’ve been his muse since the first day you guys meet and the major reason for it was your smile, your laugh, your voice… that beautiful spark in your eyes whenever you looked at him… it made his heart warm up and a pleasing emptiness take over his stomach… shit… this wasn’t good at all, he was going into a dangerous territory right there and it wasn’t supposed to happen.

fwb!touya who has never marked any girl he’s slept with before nor has he ever permitted them to mark him, because he has never felt the need to do that with his past flings; yet it took only one week, three days, fourteen hours, thirty-two minutes and twenty-six seconds in your relationship to make him go around the campus proudly, a shit-eating grin on his face, with your glossy lipstick imprint onto the side of his neck right where everyone could see it while you walked around with his teethes’ mark on your neck; a statement dedicated to everybody in the school that told all of them he is yours and you are his.

fwb!touya who never holds back from showing off to everyone your close relationship. you could be talking to a classmate and he would walk up to you surrounding your waist with an arm, pulling you flush against his side, and ask genuinely curious and interested what you guys were talking about while leaning his cheek against your head as he hummed along to the explanation you gave him with that voice of yours that is as beautiful as you are, completely smitten and mesmerized. once you were talking with another classmate of yours, that was assigned as a committee with you for a school festival, about some preparations when he came up to you ignoring the other person’s presence and just fixing his intense gaze on you while asking if everything was alright and if you needed any help while delicately moving a strand of hair behind your ear and then rest it gently on the back of your head to let you know that it was fine to lean on him whenever things became too much.

fwb!touya who keeps telling you and himself that the two of you are just ‘friends with benefits’, but the way he fucks you, talks to you and overall treats you are far from being those of an actual ‘friends with benefits’ and he doesn’t notice until a random guy who’s a schoolmate of you two and fan of his band starts asking him about you, throws glances your way, tries (but fails) to flirt with you and touya is watching over you two seething as he smokes by the fences outside the school’s building, tomura being the one who makes him notices that he’s clenching his jaw so hard they can hear his teethes scratching together. it’s right then that he realizes that the reason he had suggested all that thing between you two wasn’t only because he was attracted to you, but because he has been in love with you the whole time since the start of your friendship.

[stealingpotatoes]

hands you all this cal to announce i’ve FINALLY finished fallen order (by which i mean i finally picked it up again after those couple hours i played a few months ago and then finished the whole game in 2 days lol)

[lunarharp]

played dragon age 2...just simple scribbles

[pebiejeebies]

Say hello to my objectsona that was worth my time, AND I’m very proud of (wow I’m actually proud of this art guyz this is so rare)

(Time taken: 3hrs, 9mins)

Uhh hello bookmark in my new artstyle!!

+ with a small color redesign

+ with different povs

+ with more info about her design, lore, and just character study overall:

(I recommend to click on the img to read the text better ^^)

And uhh

Old vs New design comparison (+ artstyle)

Purple -> Pastel Blue

Sky Blue -> Off-White

Yeah idk I lost my excitement after stimming for a good 10 minutes!1!

Enjoy!! (I hope this doesn’t flop 😭‼️)

(Tagging some moots cause it flopped I’m sorry uhhwhgfdffadd omfg how much times will i jinx myself???— I’d love it if you rb btw/nf/nf/nf/nf)

@akalikestodraw @infinite-ticking-clock37 @galaxy-brushs-asks-blogs @knightobreath @solgavee @woodrocko @facelessthefreak @homobrainjuice @applesaucify @maxphilippa @chocolatespyro

SORRRYYYY :((

[arsenicflame]

Ed gets amnesia (Izzy-centric, pre s1 banishment, past edizzy to some degree)

It starts something like this: a rope left out after a raid, a captain showing off to the crew, a workload stretched too thin to have noticed the accident waiting to happen...

When Ed wakes, it's almost immediately clear something is wrong. He's lost a few years of memories- not much in the grand scheme of things, but it's enough that the man who lays in front of them is almost unrecognisable to the man they knew. He's from just at the point where he was starting to get frustrated with the 'ease' of being Blackbeard, tiring of his old life, but still so full of life and love in ways the present Ed forgot how to be.

He's a lot more on guard, for a start, waking up surrounded by strangers, even if they are treating him very nicely. He doesn't trust them, he doesn't even fake trusting them, just shuts them out completely.

Stede and Roach figure out what's going on pretty quickly and try to explain it to Ed after that, about what's happened and all the things he missed, but he doesn't believe them for a second- how could he? If he got hurt, Izzy would be there waiting for him to wake up. He always has been, always is, his predictable and reliable Izzy. He says as much to Roach and Stede, the only thing he will say, and they just... side-eye each other. They can't believe it- Izzy?

Anyway, Ed completely shuts down after that, so someone runs to get Izzy. Izzy, who had decided, after everything- especially the past few weeks on the revenge- that there's no way Ed would want him there. He's still lurking on deck because he can't stand not knowing how Ed is, but he knows that's not his place any more. So to say he's surprised when Stede comes and begrudgingly grabs him is an understatement- Stede doesn't tell him anything, obviously, just that Ed’s asking for him. 

The way Ed’s face lights up as he walks into the room is a punch to the gut. There's a cheerful greeting, the kind he hasn't received in years, and Ed’s yapping on about what he's been told and what happened and "this ship, Iz!" and he's just... floored. He can't say anything in response, not even to confirm their story because this is Ed, this is his Ed, who's face is turning worried, joking about how it looks like Izzy’s the one with a head injury, and Izzy can't cope. He just... storms out of the room.

Izzy’s up on deck, and he's not even yelling, or working, or really doing anything, just aimlessly coiling ropes in a daze when Ed appears on deck after him. He's thrown his leather jacket over whatever of Stede’s clothes he was wearing, a return to his Blackbeard armour to be seen by crew, and he jogs up to Izzy and starts getting handsy with him, physically turning him to looking him in the eyes and check he's ok, just generally being casual in a way that nobodies ever seen them- a way that nobody expected Izzy to tolerate (but of course he does, its Ed).

Izzy'll stutter out a response and Ed will wrap his arm over his shoulder, casually, like that's a thing they do. He'll ask for a tour, for him to explain everything, like what's the deal with this Stede guy. He's still enamoured with The Revenge and all its bells and whistles, only now he wants it with Izzy. It's all 'Iz' and 'mate' and affectionate and a side of their relationship even the Queen Anne crew haven't seen in years, a complete shock to absolutely everyone except this Ed.

Ed shows Izzy the model of The Revenge again and Izzy is both heartbroken and so indulgent because that's the Ed he had once, and he's going to take every second while he can. Ed can show him every single trinket on the entire ship if he wants. Izzy's always been willing to indulge Ed to some degree (it's Izzy, after all) but there's usually external factors, like they're in the middle of a raid, storming a hostile ship, or being chased down by the Spanish without any plan and over the years Izzy’s taken to just trying to redirect Ed quickly rather than letting him get distracted with the next shiny thing. It's been a sticking point between them, Ed's distractions and Izzy's rigidity and inability to have fun even when the occasions fitting.

But, for all Izzy's gripes with The Revenge, he does know it's safe for them- or at least that he could take on any member of this useless crew who tried to take advantage of his captain's momentary incapacity. So he does, for once, feels safe to indulge Ed. And God, he wants to. He has wanted to. He wants to watch him forever, like he did when they were little more than kids. He wants to forget all the mistakes he made just to see Ed smile and light up at him one more fucking time. He's not going to throw away this opportunity, no matter how badly it hurts him in the end.

Ed's memories don't come back in a day or so, so the crew keeps getting these shows of their relationship in a way they've never seen before- all these casual touches, and the way he'll turn to Izzy before anyone else, even Izzy laughing a couple of times. The crew gets to see a completely different Izzy- one more like the man he'd have been on The Queen Anne, a man they can see means something to Ed. He's not just his rotten first mate, a necessary evil of Blackbeard, at some point it becomes very clear that Ed did like Izzy, that he chose to have him around. It's like being back when Ed and Izzy were on the same page, at the height of Blackbeard, their partnership, when things were GOOD.

And of course, Izzy’s going along with all this. He's not telling him anything about the way they're different now, about how they finished breaking their matelotage 6 months back, about how they've been living at arms length for years, about how this simply isn't who they are to each other any more. He couldn't possibly do that, not when he gets to live the best days of his life all over again, just for a few short days. Maybe he'll get a week or two, if he's really lucky.

It's hurting him, obviously, it feels like his heart is being ripped out every time Ed touches him, every time he corners him in the depths of the ship (still so untrusting of this unknown crew- not helped by how they treat Izzy. He sees the side eyes and cruel comments and notices in a way the present version of him never did, too wrapped up in Stede and the madness of this ship) but hey. Izzy’s a masochist. He'll take anything Ed gives him, and he'll especially take this opportunity to have one last taste of what he's lost.

At the time it faded so slowly he didn't realise he was losing it until it was all gone, but he won't make that mistake this time. He knows their time together is limited, and he's going to take every fucking second he can and hold it close forever. If Ed makes him leave after he remembers? After he realises the way Izzy took advantage of him? It's worth it, to have this again, one last time.

[fantasticalleigh]

will be occupied later today so I will unfortunately miss tonight's RAW so I'm posting this ahead of time. this piece concludes the Broken Man series! I hope you enjoyed it and that you checked out the song it's inspired by. You'll be seeing this punkintyre art again because I used it to make a different piece for Bad Blood. The countdown to Saturday begins! ;-;

Part 1 of the Broken Man series

Part 2

Part 3

(not that anyone asked but i've had this scene stuck in my head for weeks now of them during their Hell in a Cell match where at one point at the end they've both climbed it and they're yelling and hitting each other. they're covered in blood and just out of energy but all they have is their hate/love left in their systems to fuel them. drew has punk's arm in his hand, his fingers digging into punk's previously-torn tricep. he shouts at him how much he hates him, that punk's ruined his life. that this has to end now. punk snarls back that drew is his own worst enemy, that he's so insecure inside he'll ruin and blame everyone else in the world before he is ready to admit that to himself.

they're almost at the top of the cage and they're at risk of falling. punk punches drew. drew punches punk. at any moment one of them might fall off the cage. it has to end now. this feud has ripped everything out of them, turned them into the worst versions of themselves. yet they've slowly realized over the match they can't live without the other. they are each other's purpose. drew won't be happy if punk is gone, and punk won't be happy if drew is gone. but neither can bring himself to say what he really feels.

punk grabs a handful of drew's hair and kisses him. drew is ecstatic, torn, exhausted. but he clings to punk and punk clings to him and drew feels his blood slide on his skin and his fingers slip from their grasp to the chain-link wall of the cell and despite his fear of heights he doesn't care that they're falling, falling, falling--until they land. bones break. more blood spills. but they're in each other's arms, and the light is fading from both their eyes; the audience is screaming and the officials and medics are racing to reach them in time and they're staring right at each other and though no explicit confession ever crossed ether's lips, they know.

and that's enough.

[rosemaidenvixen]

Announcing this year's Halloween special,

New England 1624

Life in the small settlement of Arcadia is harsh, especially so for the midwife's son and the girl with a Catholic background. The land is wild and strange and the rules of their town strict, but they find comfort and strength in each other, carving out a means of living by any way they can.

Then the man most well known in the colonies for his ability to root out witchcraft and devilry travels to Arcadia. And when a series of misfortunes strike, putting the very survival of the town at stake, he's quick to offer an explanation.

A witch.

Tensions run high and accusations are on everyone's lips. It isn't long until all the town is on the hunt for a witch, leaving the two outcasts to use every bit of their wits and wiles to try and keep themselves and their loved ones safe.

But the witch hunters are ruthless, determined to purge the evil from Arcadia by any means necessary. And in their fanatical quest to eradicate evil, these witch hunters may create the very thing they seek to destroy.

Coming to Ao3 and tumblr October 1st.

Witch Hunter

[literally-a-clown]

Hey buddy.. I think u wanna draw some more magnate.. I think........ 🙏🙏I absolutely adore ur art by the way, it's so beautiful

so sorry I don't have anything serious but there IS something in the works rn 🙏

[tac0tesseract]

Aftermath

Daniel spilled out of his chassis onto all fours, flinging his helmet to the scorched earth as he gasped for air. It was stupid – he knew it was stupid. The moment Eris' mood changed again he could be turned inside-out, or stripped of all oxygen, or whatever the fuck else – but neither could he breathe inside the Goblin right now. It felt like a coffin.

He'd never flirted so close with death before, at least not without Tansy there to undo it. His mech was barely standing. He was barely standing. Dan felt sick; how did this job go so wildly fucking sideways?

Fucking Tansy.

At least for now the eidolon was apparently feeling whimsical, because the air was full of tiny iridescent pink bubbles that smelled of artificial strawberries and screamed like a mountain lion when you popped them. A lovely little chorus followed Sai as he plodded over, and Daniel had to watch him through lidded eyes. He wasn't stupid. He knew Sai had been assigned as his babysitter in part. And what chafed the most was that Daniel had needed it.

What an absolute shitshow. He’d nearly been totaled, and more puppets than he could count had been vaporized. Daniel's eyes swept the smoldering remains of Eris' cute little supernova, lingering on the biomechanical survivors still milling around. Even if the metavault hadn't spontaneously spawned a miniature sun, they absolutely would have lost this fight had it not been for the sheer numbers of their reinforcements. Zerging didn't take any skill. It all felt so cheap.

Sai stopped a good ways back and climbed out of his chassis. It always freaked Daniel out how the mech mirrored its pilot's silence – save for the metallic sigh of its greywash mane. That lucky bastard had made himself enough breathing room that the Balor was already piecing itself back together. Dan would have no such fortune.

“I'm fine. I just need a minute,” he said defensively as Sai approached.

Sai pulled off his helmet. His expression was skeptical – doubly so as he sized up the damage to Daniel's mech.

“...Leave it,” Sai finally said, with surprisingly little difficulty.

“Hell no. We've got a job to do, and Maggi doesn't have time to print me a new one.” Daniel punched the ground. “Fuck. I had her. I had her, she'd just teleported! And yet when we stood there staring at each other I couldn't bring myself to pull the trigger! What did she do?”

What did Tansy do? Or had guilt somehow stayed Daniel's hand instead? No, he wasn't that cucked. The metavault was probably in part to blame, sure, but – it was more than that. He could...feel Tansy somehow in that paracausal pulse, could feel her pain and her conflict and her desperation to spare them, and Sam's eyes, so many eyes, watching him expectantly. In that moment Daniel could see fragments of a future that hadn't come to pass, where he was sitting on what looked like a fancy ship's bridge? Talking to some old fart with a nice watch, and an SSC robot, and...he didn't know. But he was laughing. He looked happy.

If you surrender, we'll take you on. You don't have to die for this bullshit, Tansy pleaded.

We don't want to hurt you! cried her princess friend.

What horseshit. That kind of weakness would get you snuffed out quick back home.

Daniel finally stood, only to find Sai staring at the metavault where the “Vacationers”, as they apparently called themselves, had vanished. It was hard to read that man's face on a good day; today it was almost impossible, but there was something around his eyes: fatigue, probably.

Or sadness.

“...Did you shoot that fire fuck in there on purpose?” Daniel finally asked.

Sai turned to blink at him.

“The Toku with the cringe paint job. The one protecting Tansy.” Why did the idea of the Toku pilot make Daniel so irritated? Who was in there, anyway? Why wouldn't he leave her side?

Sai just shook his head. After wrestling with his words, he managed: “Not our problem.”

Daniel scowled. “Yeah? So we just let them all go on a goddamn field trip? What about vengeance for Knight?”

Now Sai definitely looked tired. He didn't say anything, his gaze instead straying back to linger where that princess and her flying chassis had been.

“Oni, Stunta. You two smoothbrains alive over there?” came a sudden voice over coms, punctuated by chaos in the background.

“Legion's putting itself back together; Trololo's hosed,” Daniel drawled. “Awful noisy. Gettin' freaky over there, Naga? Should let us watch.”

“Cute.” Static. “Head on back, we're regrouping.”

“Why? Where's the chiefs?”

“Trying to run off this asshole with a huge bow. He almost noscoped Neko. We've gotta get her to safety or we'll lose the Minotaur.”

“Shit,” Sai hissed, already turning for the Balor.

“Wait, are these still the same guys who intercepted you?” Daniel asked. “The fucking Karrakins? You haven't killed them?”

“Yes, the fucking Karrakins.” He could hear the eye roll in her voice. “These aren't the usual dregs they send to the Shore, and they've got some unhinged merc with them too. Banshee's orders, get back here. Now.”

The hand of panic squeezed around Daniel's ribcage again. What the fuck. What the actual fuck was going on? Who were all of these pilots? Why did they have such insane abilities? Did Uncle know about any of this? Why did it feel like the Cousins were on the back foot? Why was Knight fucking dead? Why was Knight fucking dead?

He turned for his chassis in a daze, staring at Trololo's shredded, sparking frame in dismay. A coffin. Was this where he died, too? Rotting, forgotten, in a jungle?

I am prepared to die for RA, he thought.

But somehow it didn't feel like RA was on their side.

[ironmanstan]

my fav thing at work is when i tell someone to do somethin and then they nod and theyre like yeahhh maybe thatll help, and then they dont do it at all and the prof comes by and says the same thing i did

[wildchives4]

if i made a bunch of shirts that say "protect ordinary families" on the front and "tax wealth / not work" on the back, would any of you be willing to have me ship a box of them out to you to donate to thrift shops in your geographical region? i just need to buy a vinyl cutter then i can get started. i'm definitely going to do it in my region but it'd be more impactful, even if it's only slightly impactful overall, if these shirts show up in random places all over the country

[enhanced-operatives-division]

Handing you .. fanart of your Juniper mask >:] I promised to myself I'd draw this ever since you dropped the design it's SO COOL!!! i hope you dont mind!

I'M GOING TO CRY YOU'RE TOO KIND OH MY GOD,,,,,,i NEVER mind ppl drawing my designs Im honoured you liked it so much to DRAW IT???????? I'm grinning like a bastard this has made my day, thank you so so so much