#and in this post i guess. lollll

[starridge]

Did you used to make Markiplier fanart??

yep! back from like 2017-2020-ish i drew a lot haha

[nordegrafz]

old unfinished neil doodles cuz i never POSTED ANY these were when i was still figuring out how i wanna draw everybody

[txmxkis]

it's so cute when everyone celebrates anniversaries in relation to their blogs n stuff

[yaekiss]

꩜ Room Content: No specified character, no smut, fluff, just spending a slow morning together ꩜ A/N: Just had this small scene stuck in my head for a bit so I wrote it down!

The morning sunlight streams in through the kitchen window and diffuses a soft orange glow to the room. Set in their hands, is your cup, as they busy themselves with preparing your morning beverage of choice. 

Theirs is already done and the matching cup has earlier been set on the table where they usually sit. (They like to make yours second because then it’ll be justtt a little bit closer to the prepared temperature since it doesn’t have to sit out longer.)

Before long it’s done and they set it at your spot at the table. Settling in their seat, they take in the tranquillity of the slow morning. It’s quiet until they hear you making your way down the hallway to sit with them at the table.

“Hey there, did you rest well?” They crane their head over to look as you yawn.

You give a noncommittal hum, sleep still clinging to you.

“Well, hopefully you’ll sleep better tonight,” they say, pushing your cup closer to you.

It’s nice, the two of you starting the day together. Tenderly domestic. And maybe their heart does a little squeeze when they realise how syrupy sweet this all is, how lovely it is to be with you.

Slowly, gradually, the morning languidly ticks by.

And maybe someone has an errand to run, some quick task out of your shared home. The both of you find yourselves at the doorway.

“Love you, see you later,” you give them a chaste kiss on their cheek, smiling.

“Yeah,” their gaze flits over your features, and the corners of their eyes soften, “Yeah, love you too, see you later.”

[oceanwithouthermoon]

sorry people can do whatever they want but i think its so silly when people have in their bio like "dni if you like ships that i dont like, or hc characters as things i dont hc them as"

like what do u.. mean.. what do u mean? what, does it make u feel like a character is cheating on their partner when u see them shipped with someone else or something?? does it make u feel like theyre being misgendered when someone uses pronouns for them that dont match up with the gender u decided they r in ur head? im so genuinely confused

[scatterpatter]

Oh hey we're alive don't mind us

Plurality Comic under the cut! TW: Depersonalization, panic attacks, splitting, vague allusions to trauma, existentialism, and just a long sketch comic KJBSDKDLJFBLJSDFN

[multiplepussinalities]

ANGEL : Growth is Ally n I moving on from our Hazbinidentities together

ANGEL : Like we really did both decide to go w purple themed light haired hoes together. We're perfect together. Adorable couple

ANGEL : Anyway yes I still go by Angel but it's not so connected to AD. I've been testing out lotsa different names and have been using Vana most often. Ally still goes by Al but has been preferring Azul lately

VANA : Ik we never post here BUT since this is SUPPOSED to be our information hub. Here ya go.

(Bonus : New Identities)

[butchfalin]

i would love to know your ghost akira lore

HIII perfect <3 i won't give away the Full thing because i do think i want to write it someday and i want to keep Some secrets BUT. here is the gist (and tw for major character death, light emetophobia, and some canon-typical violence and gore):

it starts on 11/20, where everything is going well... until it comes time to show akechi his phone. because his phone battery is dead. it's been like... at least a full 24hr since he charged it, and that is literally all that does him in

which means he's conscious enough to have a conversation with akechi when he comes in to assassinate him! but he's still drugged and out of it, and akechi is far too deeply entrenched in his quest for vengeance to be convinced. they talk, but it's not quite enough, and it ends just like it was always meant to: with a bullet in akira's head

and then akira wakes up in the velvet room, where "igor" taunts him but tells him that his role in the story is not yet over, and then akira is back in the interrogation room just in time to see akechi calmly tuck the silencer into his pocket and exit... and to see his own eyes staring, glassy and lifeless, into the empty space ahead. he's in such a state of shock that all he can think to do is follow akechi down the hallways and watch as he steps briskly into the nearest restroom, throws up into the nearest toilet before so much as locking the stall door behind himself, and then arranges himself into the perfect image of composure he was before. so, okay. maybe he's not as totally onboard the "kill akira in cold blood" train as it seemed when he was, you know, killing akira in cold blood. but there's only so much akira can do with that, and akechi doesn't seem to be able to see him, so.

the only thing akira can think to do is walk back to leblanc... and by the time he gets there, everyone else has gathered. there's a heavy moroseness in the air as they try to reflect on what went wrong, when suddenly morgana looks up and spots akira where he's just entered through the door (through in the most literal sense - he passed through it as if it was air, but he tries not to think about it)

morgana is immediately overjoyed to see akira alive and rushes over to him... and passes right through his leg. everyone else is in a state of shock/fear/anger/sadness at morgana's outburst that akira is alive, because 1) time and place, cat, that's not funny and 2) he seems to be talking to empty air. morgana comes to the realization quickly that something isn't right (you know, when he passes through akira's leg and also really looks at him, because he looks distinctly ghostly), but he can see and hear akira, which is more than can be said for anyone else, who are all in various states of disbelief

regardless, now they know who their next target is, and they're filled with even more righteous fury than before as they aim to take down the man who both ruined and ended akira's life. no one's quite sure what to make of morgana claiming to see akira, but they confirm a few key details that only akira and sae could have known, and so eventually they do come to believe that he's there... but they're really not sure what to make of it or what their next plan of action could be, so they decide pretty much unanimously to throw themselves into taking down shido

and akira... lingers. it's absurdly lonely, being a ghost, so he spends most of his time in the attic with morgana until everyone is ready to begin the infiltration. sometimes he hangs out down in leblanc, but the sight of sojiro crying over him when he's right there is too much to bear for long. at least with morgana he has someone he can talk to

when it comes time for infiltrating the palace, akira follows along, because what else is he supposed to do? and he doesn't expect anything to change, but when the world warps and he finds himself on the deck of a cruise ship, he's met with a chorus of gasps as the phantom thieves all suddenly see him in his full ghostly glory

and suddenly, things change. akira can't access his personas for some reason he doesn't know, but he finds he's essentially made of pure curse energy that he can send out in concentrated blasts if he tries hard enough, and also that he can't be hit (or touched in any capacity, but that's much less useful for fighting). within the palace, his teammates can see and hear him, and even if his outfit and personas are gone, he's still joker. it's the most alive he's felt since he was arrested.

but eventually, it comes time to leave the palace. no one is quite sure what will happen, but they can still see him when they leave. they assume it's something to do with cognition, like with hearing morgana speak - they know he's there, and so he exists to them. it's a huge relief, at least for akira, and he's thrilled to be seen and heard again. he never wanted attention much when he was alive, but he couldn't have predicted how much he missed it once he had died.

(no one can quite look at him, though, and no one can quite look away. haru tries to wipe away the blood from the bullet still embedded in his skull, but her hands pass right through him with an uncomfortable pulse, like the creeping tendrils of an eiha. when akira tries to wipe it away himself, blood just retraces its path down his face in a steady, constant drip. he tries lightheartedly asking ann whether he might still have a career as a model, if being an undead criminal comes into fashion, but her attempt at a chuckle is weak. he tries joking with yusuke that his next painting should be about the various shades of yellows, blues, purples, and reds marring his skin, but yusuke doesn't even pretend to laugh. he tries to ask ryuji what the damage is, whether or not he still looks cool like this, but ryuji just turns and unsubtly wipes at his eyes. he stops trying to make jokes after that.)

so they make their way through shido's palace, and it's... rough. on the bright side, it seems ghosts are immune to becoming rats, which is lucky. it's just about the only win he sees, when the mood is still so horribly downtrodden and there's nothing he can do about it

until they reach the engine room, that is

tensions are at an all-time high. akechi seems shocked and disturbed at the sight of akira, and everyone else seems ready to unleash their worst upon him. but akira... he's mad, too, don't misunderstand, but he also remembers that they talked, and the way akechi pretended to be fine with the whole thing until he was alone and then threw up the sparse amounts of curry akira had ordered him to eat before the fight with sae's shadow. he knows that it's complicated, okay? so when akechi shoots the button to raise the emergency partition, akira passes through it like it's nothing. and akechi might be impervious to curse, but his cognitive mirror is not, and it goes down easily in the face of akira's complicated rage

so akechi is alive! hooray! except akira is still dead, and absolutely nothing is fixed, except that they have a new teammate that no one wants to so much as look at, much less speak to. akira tries, once or twice, but akechi doesn't seem to want to talk to him, either. it's a horribly tense situation

(they fight. it ends with a flood of emotions and no clear winner, but they're on even ground. things are a little less tense after that.)

at some point, after defeating shido and before the world begins to end, they pull sojiro - briefly - into the top level of mementos. it's only fair that he be able to see akira, too, since he's grieving just as much as any of them. oh, kid, he says, how could we have let this happen to you? and the bitter swell of emotions akira has kept bottled up for the better part of a month explodes out of him as he finally breaks down at the terrible injustice of it all. he's just a kid - all he ever wanted was to help people - why did he have to die? and he stands there, sobbing and shattering, surrounded by his friends who cannot touch him, cannot do anything but watch as their dauntless leader crumbles into the ghost of a boy who only ever wanted to keep people safe - the body of icarus drowning in a swirling sea, surrounded by waxy fragments of broken wings

and then shido confesses, and nothing changes. and i am out of characters LOL

[placeswherepercyshouldntbe]

Welcome to the. B(l)og

REQUESTS: open

Rules: dont interact if youre in usual dni criteria, giom*lly shippers, erasing of howie’s aroace identity or percy’s ace identity. Prosh*ppers also rot nd decay. I’m Also Not comfortable with sylvie x molly shippers so thats one other to consider

Also some requests i wont take probably bc its from yucky media or im not comfortable with the request (I APOLOGIZE BUT . do respect my choices nd such)

[rotisseries]

just remembered in march how I scrounged through the entire ellabs ao3 tag on some sort of feverish mission after binging playthroughs of both tlou games in the span of about 3 days. who else here remembers that

[dirtyoldmanhole]

i was clicking around on FE wiki and it reminded me that bifrost exists. aka super legendary 'revive one (1) of your people' staves aka reskinned Aum.

the staff that boss!gunter drops in revelation when you fight/"kill" him. that staff.

why the hell does he have it?

the only other time it shows up in fates is a random treasure chest in conquest near the end (in hoshido), so it's not really tied to the character or a location in an obvious way.

but it's the kind of thing that i can't see anankos giving to him because why help your enemy?

we're firmly in headcanon territory here, but ngl i could see gunter checking out some of the chests beforehand (he does collect some treasure for you if you decide not to fight mikoto two chapters before, so not an unreasonable assumption). he grabs it, holds onto it.

he's obviously not a staff user so he doesn't intend it for himself... kind of begs the question that he knows corrin's going to defeat/kill him and basically has it for corrin to find.

even after straight up betraying corrin he's still looking out for you.

:') p a i n

[demiel-kheiv]

wanted to post it under the cut bc the photos are pretty bad (as i took them at 6 in the morning before i needed to meet my mother and give them to her lol) but it still a perfect timing so i wont! just before rosh hashanah! they are not like. specifically holiday themed, i just took inspiration from pendants ive seen online and phrases/themes my mom liked so you can carry it every day. and well theres still generic ones but thats just for my brothers

[emirrea]

I'm kinda afraid of where bsd's story is going to go after this bc the ending of the new episode just screams naruto's kaguya arc to me, and knowing how weird that whole part of naruto was, I'm really hoping that bsd will be able to do it better

Asagiri has been really good at introducing new interesting characters, so i do kinda trust that the new villain will get a fitting introduction, but i'm still so scared lmao

[keeps-ache]

at some point i'll start recording while i draw. mostly cuz i want to see what i did to get to this point but it'd be neat... if i did it hvhsd

[ikyw-t]

> matched with someone on hinge

> she starts the conversation by saying wow I agree with all of your prompts on here! are we the same person haha

> I reply and ask her what she's been reading lately

> she says I read exclusively romance, mostly fluffy romance

> we are not the same person

[rinsoap]

baji keisuke and jealousy!

✿²˖ ࣪ ➣ includes : hyperbolic possessiveness. not to spoil it, but he says he'll kill somebody lol u know how he is lollll but if u don't wanna read that, pls skip this!

note : i'll get back to scheduled haikyuu programming soon i just love baji bad!!!

"who is that?" baji keisuke asks, referring to the instagram notification at the top of your screen. your boyfriend is propped against the headboard of his bed, you sat between his legs, his knees bent, with the back of your head to his chest. he liked watching you go on your phone, kissing your temples while one of his arms rests on your stomach, fingers tapping to the beat of the song stuck in his head. "oh, i don't know, just some guy i guess" you shrug slightly, because it truly was just some guy. you had tons of people in your dms it's not like you knew all their names. "well he's textin' my girl way too much" he reaches around your arm to click on the notification. the dude had replied five times to one story you had posted of your face, talking about how gorgeous you were and how he wanted you bad. mf even replied with #needthat 😭 you couldn't see your boyfriend's face, but you could tell he was getting angrier by every message, holding you tighter and scoffing. you turn your head slightly, looking up at him to see an incredulous smile on his face, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. lord he looked good when he was mad. "bajiii c'mon it's fine, i'll just block him" you say calmly as you turn around to face him, sitting on your knees with your arms out to his face, thumb stroking his cheek. "get him to drop his fucking address n i'll beat him up" he shakes his head. he knows you're pretty. how could he not? but he hated how bold some dudes could be about how bad they wanted you. didn't they know you were taken?

the truth is a lot of them didn't. baji likes his privacy, so you don't really post him a lot, despite having so many pictures of the two of you together. if you did post his face, he'd probably tell you to take it down anyways. "come here pretty girl," he says with a small pout on his lips. you climb onto his lap eagerly, straddling him as he wraps his arms around you. "you're all mine," he whispers into your ear, "never forget that" you nod in agreement and plant a soft kiss on his lips. "could never forget, baji," you say, lips still brushing against his, "you're my number one guy promise" you smile sweetly before taking out your phone.

"better not be texting him back" he tsks with a raised eyebrow, jaw clenching. you giggle and open your phone, swiping into instagram's camera. when he realized what you were doing, he dropped his head to rest it on your shoulder with a loud groan. he always gets so shy on camera. "babeee you don't have to hide, i'll cover your face," you tease while your fingers rake through his black hair, "never underestimate my photography skills" a smile you can't see tugs at his lips, and he sighs as he lifts his head. "one picture" he demands and assumes his frequent position embracing you tightly with his arms and you locate one of yours on his shoulder, hand coming up to continue playing with his hair. you hum and extend your free arm out to the side, phone in hand, the angle focusing on your face. the lighting was dark, only lit with a lamp on his bedside table, but his hold on you was clear, same with your place on his lap. he kisses your cheek, muttering something about taking the fucking picture and you oblige. his face is mostly hidden besides part of his jaw and his ear, but his distinct hair gave him away.

you grin proudly at the photo, quickly picking a song to post over it. you turn your phone to show your boyfriend the story which causes him to blush. you looked so good. and you were all his . he gives you a long kiss, and then presses one on your temple like he always does. he lingers by your cheek before mumbling something in your ear that makes your face hot. "i promise i'll kill anyone who tries anything with you, my love"

ᵎᵎᵎ ִֶ ࣪ ⊹ ֶָ ، 𓂅 the song you posted him to, the same one stuck in his head: DHL by frank ocean