#and ive done it WRONG

[fella-lovin-fella]

the déjà vu (?) is starting to get really bad again and it's ✨scary✨

[hinamie]

I'll rip in hands and teeth and take a bite

[amazinglyashy]

Sylus is for the ones who want security

Sylus is for the ones whose feet always seem to find the cracks in the pavement, who always seem to stumble over themselves as they try desperately to make something- a name for themselves, a conversation, a new relationship, a stronger existing one, anything- only to fail again and again.

Sylus is for the ones who find themselves holding up their hands as they watch them shake. Why you? Why was everything always on you? Why did you always have to make the effort, the connection, the fake-happy face to appease someone, just so that they might love you?

Sylus is for the ones who truly try, but have longed since reached the breaking point. Don't worry darling. Hide the cracks. If they're hidden, you surely can handle a little bit more disappointment. A little bit more 'being alone' no matter how hard you try. A little bit more on focusing on everyone else's needs while neglecting your own. Why are you breaking? Why are your pieces on the floor? Chin up, darling. It's only for a while longer. How much longer? Well, how much more do you have left to give?

Sylus is for the ones who sit wondering why. Why is there suddenly the foreign feeling of care, of love, of endearment? When everything has been 'nothing' for so long, how are you supposed to cope with 'anything' at all? Much less 'everything'? The stack of bills are paid, the cupboards no longer have ramen, rice, and beans. The texts come frequently, and your phone rings randomly whenever you cross someone's mind. When have you ever crossed someone's mind? And the clothes bought for you fit like a glove.

Sylus is for the ones who have given everything all of their life, who have found themselves desperate for connections that no one wants to make with them, who give their everything in exchange for more anxiety and demands at their expense.

Sylus is for the ones who want security.

[cozylittleartblog]

Columbo and the Knight (1984)

put me in the universe where Columbo ran through the 1980s and had a crossover episode with Knight Rider. I think they deserved it, and I am not just saying that because they're my two favorite Old Shows. @telebeast wrote a little fanfic blurb about it and I HAD to visualize it into a comic (which is also the longest comic I have finished thus far at five pages...), so writing credit goes to them.

Autism W!

[francy-sketches]

cringe ass family ❤

[non-plutonian-druid]

[ID: A drawing of Lila, Patch, and Five striding towards the viewer in varying levels of disgruntlement. Lila is in the middle, carrying a duffle bag and looking murderous. Patch is to one side, wearing heels and looking annoyed; and Five is to the other, carrying a gigantic rifle and looking calm but skeptical. Underneath are closeups of each of their faces: Patch is labeled "thinks these two are too violent". Lila is labeled "planned for a solo mission". Five is labeled "not letting anyone save his brother without him". End ID.]

From @sharkneto's fic Three's Company!! Diego's two girlfriends are off to save his sorry ass, and Five is there too

technically this is not so much fanart of his fic as "we had a conversation and he did a fic about it and i did art about it", but i've been waiting on him to post first so that he could give context and i wouldn't have to lol. let the word guy do the word part, amiright?

[s0fter-sin]

i need ghoap frantically making out against a door finally taking the leap on their feelings. need ghost grinding against soap, expecting to find him just as hard as him, only to feel nothing

and in all his wisdom and experience, he concludes soap was tortured and never told him

he’s trying to think of a delicate way to say he understands, that he’s been through it and it doesn’t change anything about how he feels (and who the fuck touched him so he can hunt them down and rend them limb from limb)

meanwhile trans!soap’s just trying to find the best angle to grind his cunt on ghost’s thigh

just it never even entering ghost’s head bc he’s never known a trans person but he has met plenty of people who’ve been tortured - himself included - so of course that’s his logical leap

soap takes off his shirt and he sees his top surgery scars and ghost asks if he wants him to kill the one who did it and soap just hums like, “actually, man did pretty good, they healed real well,” and ghost’s just teary-eyes with awe at how well he’s coping, “looking on the bright side, that’s my johnny.”

imagine he thinks johnny was fully castrated but sees he’s determined to still have a sex life with him so he buys packers and straps to help him bc hell yeah healing and soap’s just like, “holy shit i’ve never had such a thoughtful partner before, such a sweet man, lt.”

[dandelion-roots]

[ID: a digital redraw of the scene where chuuya shoots dazai in the shoulder. on the top of the drawing is chuuya holding a guy to dazai's head in the red and grey hallways of the prison. on the bottom of the drawing is dazai's pained face. the gunshot is shown stylistically as hectic lines behind his bloody shoulder. over the image is half a quote from goncharov that reads 'if we really were in love you wouldn't have missed.' the signature says dandelion-roots. end ID]

This quote from Goncharov (1973) in relation to soukoku has been haunting me from before I even got to that scene in the anime (the full thing is: Katya- Of course we're in love, that's why I tried to shoot you/ Goncharov- If we really were in love you wouldn't have missed). Violence as a tool for communicating emotions, especially love and hatred, especially love and hatred makes me go feral- how could I not think of the iconic quote that says that katya's miss was a sign of a lack of love/a fake love when chuuya didn't miss? Just... losing it over here.

[ghostlightsahead]

Max, fulfil a duty to your cherished rival to free him from this eternal hell

Deliver unto him a red bull contract so we can see lestapodiums every week pretty please xoxo

[cardo-de-comer]

heeey today is my birthday! i make this kind of post for the first time in all my years of posting art

it's a sad day for me usually so i'd really appreciate some kind words or a reblog т-т

[jasperthejester]

me: finally accepting theres a good chance im autistic and starting to work up the courage to ask my parents to see if i could get a diagnoses but being scared to

my mom: do you ever think you have adhd? if you want to do a screening for add next time your at the doctors you can

me:

[cardi-c]

papa stop bullying rain :(

[redr0sewrites]

i will forever defend these two- NOT to start discourse but they are both so heavily mischaracterized by the fandom its INSANE like omg yes they are flawed but they are also trying their best PLEASE leave them alone 🙏🙏🙏

as usual im yapping in the tags if anyone cares

[dreamsy990]

some of the less nice thoughts about being aroace

extras below the cut

sketch

closeups on my favorite panels

bonus: adios

[mothcrumbs]

@fauxbia wont FUCKING STOP ATTACKING ME WITH ROCKS

[ficandkaboodle]

You know those videos of fathers developing a sixth sense and sudden gymnastic levels of prowess before yanking their kid away from a big hole or catching them as they fall off a jungle gym set?

Papas doing that with their kids. They are suddenly extremely limber with fast reflexes when it comes to:

Grabbing their kid before they get stuck in a summoning circle (Primo)

Punching the face a rogue feral ghoul that attempted to pounce on their toddler (Secondo)

Catching their child as they come falling off a swing set (Terzo)

Yanking their walker-bound baby away in the nick of time when they were tugging on a table runner that had those big glass votive candles on it (Copia)

Complete with the moment of anxiety as they practically grip their child close to their chest, eyes wide at what could’ve happened if they hadn’t caught them in time. Though I think Terzo would’ve shakily tried to laugh it off (“don’t let the baby know you’re scared, it’ll scare them”, he read somewhere) and try to convince them to maybe play on something else that they can’t fall out of. But yeah, otherwise, big, wide, heterochromatic eyes and heavy, anxious breathing as they try and calm down.

Satanas, they’re too old to be pushing their hearts and blood pressures like this —

Once the little tyke is asleep, you and he are going to spend the night baby-proofing the entire abbey.