#also I had to draw a funny scene for it

[madkuroi]

~ [Pride and Vanity] ~

I know I used to love him but I can't pretend All we do is scream and fight Cruel through the day, selfish lover at night Am I stranger to you too? Don't love me like you promised to So why am I so sad to leave you? yeah Why am I doing everything I can to Justify your arrogance, your cruelty And your neglect? I can't pretend 'cause I know there's no saving us now This point I'm just burnt out from pleasing you I hate that, I hate that I hate that I hate you...

Based on the song Hate You, by Jim Yosef and Riell.

"...You know better than anyone, we can't keep this secret."

"And since when we cared?"

Ayo here I am bringing more ship art because these two are the main source of my brainrot atm ;3;

The thought of these two meeting in secret during the Varia Arc, mostly to steal some kisses banter couldn't leave my mind, so ofc I had to draw something more, ship-like? Not really though, because if they spot each other, pretty much that would end in a fight, but hey, maybe a little smooch as a reward wouldn't hurt, right? Except by the fact that Veronna has fangs and she WILL leave some bites, so it's up to Squalo to explain why he got some small red dots on his lips, not that he likes to spill the beans about his affair with a former target LMAO

(But honestly, maybe everyone knows atp, they just don't seem to care. Pretty much both sides need to deal with their respective families making fun of them because they can't admit their tension feelings pffff)

Plus, it's not exactly easy to meet in secret when your pookie is a loud-mouth whose voice can be heard from far away when he's normally talking. So for Veronna, she can't exactly help it XD

(Ref by __j_iji on X!)

Bonus:

[joshuamj]

Hero.

[keyblack]

At his fighting peak, when naught but the compression of bone and sinew and the flex of muscle should have occupied his thoughts, Raiden suddenly felt as if he were no longer standing within the Wu Shi Academy tournament ring. Without warning, the storm warrior followed the completely illogical impulse to its conclusion, and disappeared from the kombat ring...

Much Ado: Chapter 1 (by @whysosincere)

AKA that one time Lord Raiden just up and left right in the middle of a sparring session

[zincfingermotif]

devotion

[torchstelechos]

You reach for the stars...

[dewwshi]

princess of mithral hall

[luna-the-cretar]

Yknow, I always wondered why I kept noticing that a lot of Icebound fanartists draw a lot of Jornir, and he ends up being a lot of artists favorite character in general. And like, for a while I didn’t quite understand it.

And then I started drawing him and like. I get it now. That old man is very fun to draw.

[egginfroggin]

*Nervously tosses this at you* had a reverse portal au brain bnuuy. Fic should be up tomorrow or Wednesday, hopefully.

Here's some snippets.

“You know him?” “He teaches high school biology, yeah.” Wendy shrugs. “Keeps to himself, though; lives alone, never talks about family, really didn’t appreciate that one time a bunch of teens tried ding-dong-ditch at his place. Half the kids are convinced he’s some kind of mad scientist.” Dipper mumbles something an awful lot like, “Yeah, I can see that,” and Mabel frankly has to agree. Grunkle Ford does not give off the most sane impression all the time. Awful lot of muttering and scribbling and not sleeping. Maybe that’s what he’s hiding – a secret lab in some secret basement, or something! Mabel hums and flops her sleeves to her face, shooting a grin at Dipper.

“I just need ta’ explain something to her!” Gideon protests, eyelashes fluttering a mile a minute. Dipper could punch him. Almost does, actually, but Mabel gripping his arm and Grunkle Ford shifting slightly in front of him holds him back. “Honest! What happened was an accidenHEY!” And now Ford plucks Gideon up by the back of his little powder-blue jacket and drops him over the porch railing to the ground. “Off my property,” he snaps. “Now. And don’t let me catch you skulking around here again. I will throw you.” There’s an awful lot of lil’ rage coming from the nuisance child, at least three accusations of being “old” and “decrepit” and “an unspeakable miser who drops children” and Ford doesn’t bother to deign any of it with a response. The door shuts on the squeaky complaints, which then filter in through the windows, and the three of them collectively grimace when the volume increases to account for the door. “How long has he been a problem for?” Grunkle Ford asks the twins, and they shrug. “About a week,” Mabel says, the same moment Dipper says, “Two weeks.” They swear they hear him mutter, “perhaps I should set some traps,” under his breath, but he shakes his head. “Tell me if he bothers you again. If anyone bothers you, for that matter.”

Mabel is the one who finds a door that sticks, softly glowing as if hiding a flickering light, tattered and dinged and belonging to the shack. She grabs the knob and turns it, expecting either some kitchen disaster – they’ve happened before – or maybe something with her and Dipper, or maybe that disastrous first day with Waddles – and finds Blood. Normally, seeing that this isn't Ford's office in the house, she’d duck back out, but blood is a new one. She hears shallow breaths, sees the stairs up to the attic shrouded in gloom and cobwebs, and a crumpled heap of limbs at the bottom. A hand twitches, nails worn down to the quick and oozing streaks of red, and she counts – one, two, three, four, five, six fingers in the shadows before she wrenches herself back from the memory and slams the door shut. It echoes. Loudly. “Mabel?” Dipper asks behind her, and she shakes her head. “Not this one,” she quips, pale. “Nope.”

[potato-lord-but-not]

How do you come up with sketch ideas? i stg your sketchbook is like a fucking sitcom or something, your doodle dumps make me laugh out loud. how do you do that????

honestly I just think about the fictional guys wayyyy too much. I’m a very visual person when it comes to my thoughts so really it’s just copying them down to the best of my artistic abilities. always putting those guys in situations and since I’m so averse to writing fanfics I make the most crusty sketches imaginable to cope

[albino-parakeet]

Maybe people wouldn’t have died if these two were better parents. /j

No, running experiments and observing behavior are NOT valid forms of Parental Bonding and Attention.

No time lapse for this one but just know I listened to Lum no Love song an unhealthy amount while drawing this.

(Not super proud of how it looks but this has been sitting basically finished for a while so uh here it is lol)

[deadpoetsandlivinglegends]

Results are in:

Scrooge outfit: Neil, Todd, and Cameron

Heart Boxers: Knox, Charlie, and Pitts

Pink robe: Meeks and Keating

I will forever be indebted to anyone who draws fanarts of them in these outfits

[inhurtandincomfort]

I love characters who are just so wet cat coded. Feral. Pathetic. My favourite

[eastbluecrewed]

some kidkiller scribbles........ udon broke something in my brain all i can do is kidkiller brainrot an d die

[scificrows]

The Roombabot Diaries

"Even without full scan function, I still had my dark vision filters and my own mapping data, so with the fixed point of the corridor hatch, I could retrace my steps to the ramp. It just looked awkward and stupid because for the first part I had to navigate like a floor-cleaning bot." - Martha Wells, System Collapse (Video and audio description below the cut)

VIDEO ID:

An animated video of Murderbot, in a full environmental suit (featuring a little 'Perihelion' logo on its chest and an opaque helmet).

Murderbot is wandering around a dark space, the sound of its footsteps on the stone floor are audible. It walks in a straight line to the right until it hits a pillar with an audible 'thunk' noise and stops. A grumpy smiley face appears next to it.

It recalibrates, making little chirping calibrating sounds, then turns and moves towards the viewer until it seems to hit the camera (again with a 'thunk' noise and a little frowny smiley face next to it) and recalibrates again.

It turns its back to the viewer and starts walking again, this time seemingly hitting the wall in the back. It recalibrates again, then turns to the right and starts walking again. After a few seconds it stops briefly, two exclamation marks appear next to it along with a beeping noise, then it quickly walks out of frame.

[mc-tummy-blur]

Explaining to his next victim about The Make Believes and Nick Lightbearer to show them that he understands the music (and Nick) more than they do

Based off of that scene from American Psycho y’know

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Bonus sketch: Aftermath

[starry-bi-sky]

Danyal Phantom Doodles uhhh i’ve got a handful of Danyal Al Ghul drawings that I like enough to share.