#and even that lasted half a day

[hinamie]

make it vicious, take a stab

[heartorbit]

if we could stay connected, just like this

[conspicuous-clown-car]

uhhh this is really messy and took me like 8 hours, but i feel like if i don’t finish this whole 6 minute animation im never gonna share a single thing of it, so im making sure i do not do that

[welcometogrouchland]

Disgustingly messy and crusty sketch dump but I couldn't get my own terrible theory out of my head and ended up making a bunch of sketches about it. Also at the end a bonus dickbats and Damian doodle bc I was reading an issue of their Batman and Robin run (IDs in Alt)

[daeyumi]

au Ganondorf 🪷

ngl i am Very proud of his design

[omtai]

it feels everytime mcr does something major everyone has got to complain for the next week and a half. feels like christmas dinner daily on tumblr the way everyone’s fighting all the time

[kitamars]

birthdays are just arbitrary days until someone wants chocolate

extra:

[mokadevs]

orange🧡

[gfanlocalcryptid]

Currently listening to Malevolent and fuuuuuccccckkkk. As a Magnus Archives survivor I thought that nothing could scare me as much, but I was wrong.

While TMA scares you with long, chilling tales, Malevolent is totally different. The protagonist can't see, and while this is a very original way to put the podcast format, is terrifying on a whole another level.

YOU are the protagonist, you too can't see but only hear, and you too are guided by this mysterious voice. Who is John? Can you trust him? Does he really not remember anything or is he hiding something from you?

So, this far, I'm loving this podcast.

[reineydraws]

wanted: marine hunter takanome mihawk

[lazycranberrydoodles]

its my 2 year blogaversary 😁 thanks for all the love!

[cauldron-burn-and-fire-bubble]

control (2019) + king of pain by the police

[jopzer]

merlin writers made an absolute litany of insane crazy /neg decisions over the course of the television program but. making merlin's first love the lady of the lake at the start of the show and then making him give the love of his life to her at the end. fucken based. absolutely red pilled.

[mocha-tapioca]

loverboy

original utc and here

[anna-scribbles]

thirteen update 🍂 🎹 🏠 👻

chapter 2: November

chapter summary:

She was in a good mood. If she was ever going to take it well, it would be now.

“Maman, what if I went to school this year?”

excerpt:

“Heh.” Adrien flicked a finger beneath his chin and strutted the length of his bathroom floor, glancing at himself in the mirror. He twirled a rose—a red one, one he’d grabbed from the vase downstairs—between his fingers and then presented it to the mirror with a flourish.

“Haruhi!” he declared, “the spring of my heart surges upon the sight of your fresh smile, my love. My heart beats at the command of your drum! Your face is the fierce longing of my soul, and I present to you now this token of my lavish, undying—”

A sharp knock clicked against the bedroom door and Adrien froze, his hand still passionately hovering over his heart.

“Adrien?” Nathalie’s voice called, and Adrien—true to character, if he did say so himself—startled so hard that he slipped and fell onto his butt on the tile.

“Yeah?” he called, hastily pulling himself up and trying to find a place to set down the rose.

Nathalie peeked her head through the bathroom door and took him in, his rumpled hair and the too-small blue blazer he’d saved in the back of his closet for occasions such as…this.

“You have a guest,” she said flatly, and Adrien could not for the life of him figure out whether she was making fun of him.

She left before he could decide, and then it was only a matter of seconds before his bathroom door was thrown all the way open and a blonde ponytail bobbed into view.

“Adrikins!” Chloé crashed into him, wrapping him up in a hug that nearly knocked him over again. “It’s been way too long. You’ve been neglecting me. Aw, did you get me a rose?” She plucked it from his hands and then scrunched up her nose. “Ew, is this real?”

“As real as the current that springs from the well of my heart,” Adrien invented, and Chloé frowned at him like he’d just spoken Greek. “Nevermind.”

She looked him up and down and scrunched her nose up even more. “What did you do to your hair?”

Adrien frowned at his reflection in the mirror and pushed his hair further over to the side.

“I was trying to make it look cool.” He’d been trying to make it look like Tamaki from Ouran High School Host Club.

“It looks like you just rolled out of bed.”

read on ao3

[rapidhighway]

avoidance is my fucking doom man, i know i should go to class but i fucking cant get myself to