#btw just in case that wasn’t clear

[teetering-dinosaur]

here are my full tags btw

[psilliguykai]

if your still taking drawing requests for lil Jashers maybe THDPH? (btw yes I just saw your reblog it reminded me of him & absolutely made my day THANKS BTW LOL)

Hihi!! Sorry this took so long - I originally wanted to redraw the THDPH album cover with your design but I sketched it so many times and none of them quite worked so uhhhh evl ppl for you !!! Pink + regular versions and some without text/line weight under the cut ^^

[read-write-thrive]

Charles Rowland Week Day Five — Earring/AU

Yes this is late but shhhh this ficlet was not working with me!! Still not happy with it but here we are. TW: slurs for South Asian and queer people mentioned (aka paki and fag) as Charles recounts what some of the awful other guys were saying to him. Take care of yourself as always :) hope you enjoy!!

Charles knew it wasn’t fair of him to slam the door open. He came back practically right after class, for once, and he knew that Edwin would be doing homework at his desk. Sudden sounds were worse for Charles than Edwin, for the most part, but it was still a dick move on his part to just bang the door open, storm in, dump his stuff, and then immediately set about taking a shower. In his defence it had been a truly awful day and he figured it was better to take his anger out on inanimate objects than snap (or worse) at Edwin himself.

But, again, this was completely unknown to Edwin, who jumped and twisted in his seat to see what the noise was. He calmed a bit at seeing it was Charles, but still tore his headphones from his ears to start up, “Charles! What the devil has gotten into you?” When Charles dropped his stuff off without responding, Edwin continued, “Is everything alright? Are you alright?”

Charles whipped off his top, threw it in the vague direction of his hamper, and started pacing and taking his socks off at the same time (which doesn’t work very well, but he was too angry to think that through), “It’s those dicks in my woodwork class again! I swear to fuck I am going to drive one of those hammers through their fucking heads, nail their empty skulls together so they might have some fucking use!”

Edwin somehow audibly blinked, “Well. That’s a picture. What have they done this time?”

Charles managed to still himself to unbutton his jeans, “More homophobic, racist shit. ‘Charlie! Charlie! Is the earring because you’re a gross fag or a fucking paki?’ Absolute arseholes. Like it’s any of their fucking business—they wouldn’t know culture if it shagged their mums.”

Another blink, “They really got to you today, it seems. You should take solace in the fact that they’re uneducated as you can be and still stay at this school. Not only are they on the tutoring list—none of which I will ever touch, of course—but anyone with any knowledge of South Asian or gay cultures would know that you would need to have the right, not the left ear pierced.”

Somehow, this logic broke through Charles’s temper (which had to be a special skill of Edwin’s—most people manage to rile him up more). Charles paused in this process of emptying his jeans pockets and stared at his roommate/best friend, “Wait, what? Did you research that?”

Edwin didn’t blush often, but when he did it was always paired with the sternest of expressions and fiddling of his hands. Charles thought it was cute, not that he’d ever say that to another boy. But Edwin assumed that face and Charles thought about it anyway, slightly distracted as Edwin explained, “It was a long time ago, if you must know. Right when you came back with your left ear pierced, in fact. I was… concerned, that I may say something wrong or misinterpret any of it. I had no wish to offend you, which included not asking you outright. … So yes, I ‘researched’ it.”

Charles felt warm to his core in a good way for once, not how anger had been burning through him minutes before. Edwin had really taken the time to look it up, just for Charles? And—, “Wait, researched it how? The Indian ear piercing thing—which isn’t what this is, ‘n case that wasn’t clear—is usually for babies and they get both ears done. The gay thing— that’s not exactly in the library, innit?”

Edwin continued fidgeting, eventually pulling out his little personal notebook for reference of some sort, “In my research I found that which ear was pierced first was a gendered tradition—right ear first for boys, left ear first for girls. Following that was an awfully confusing description of some sort of thread used in place of an earring, which didn’t apply to your piercing so I chose not to pursue it further. As for the— the other, well. Do you remember the boy I tutor for mathematics?”

Charles wasn’t exactly following yet but couldn’t resist in of their usual jokes, “Monty or something, yeah? The one who’s gaga over you.”

As expected, Edwin rolled his eyes (and remained pink in the cheeks) and continued, “Monty, yes. One of his friends was in the area when our session wrapped up and came by to chat. Thomas, I think his name was. He had only one ear pierced as well, though his was on the right. I was pondering if I could naturally bring it up in conversation without being rude—“

“Aw, but you love being rude.”

Edwin’s flat stare caused giggles to flurry through Charles, who tried to quell them to better listen to the story, “—I had no interest in coming across as rude to a new acquaintance. He noticed me staring at the earring, unfortunately. He had already made some … interesting comments—“

Charles bristled, “Oi, what kind of interesting?”

Edwin somehow got redder and redder in the face by the second, “It’s unimportant to the story, Charles, now let me finish!” He waisted for Charles to nod before continuing, “Quite right. Now, Thomas had already complimented me and must have seen me as… I believe he thought that he and I were cut from similar cloth. He was all too glad to point out my staring at his jewellery, in front of Monty and all!, and tell me about its meaning. I was— mortified, to say the least. The proximity—“

“He made you uncomfortable? That wanker. What did you say his name was?” Charles couldn’t help himself—if someone was freaking Edwin out it was Charles who was going to bat, literally.

Edwin huffed, “He leaned in closer than I anticipated and whispered it to me. It caught me off guard. And considering he is a near stranger—yes, I was uncomfortable, but it is perfectly fine without any need for violence, Charles.”

Charles relaxed his grip on the cricket bat he kept at his nightstand, taking a deep breath to try and return to semi-peaceful. It was just him and Edwin, there was no present danger. If Edwin said it’s okay, he should trust him. Charles took another breath before responding, “Right. Well. If he ever does it again and you want to do something about it.”

Edwin’s soft smile returned, “Thank you, Charles. Though I do not believe it will come to that. But yes, that was my research at the time. I believe it was sometime during the infection that you admitted it was all for aesthetic purposes.”

Charles would usually get playfully riled up at that, but he was still keeping that anger bolted down in the basement of his mind so he decided against it. Naturally, he decided to return to jokes instead, “I can’t believe you were researching earrings just in case I was, what, a very late to the party traditional Indian baby? Or decided to pierce my eat instead of telling you I liked blokes? C’mon mate, have more faith in me than that!”

Charles must have said something wrong—Edwin’s fidgeting was back. The soft smile was all but gone, too, “Of course I do, I just— this was a while ago, and I—“ He sighed, running his hands through his usually perfectly gelled hair, looking directly at Charles for only a second, “Charles, I refuse to continue this conversation while you stand there in your boxers.”

Although tempted to poke fun at Edwin for being prudish, that was one of the issues he’d learned not to push—between his fucked up family and his general Edwin-ness, Charles had learned nudity, sex, and the like weren’t well-received. Maybe one of these days they could discuss all of that, but not today. They’d both had quite a lot of Feelings for today.

Charles resumed his usual grin, grabbing what he needed for a shower, “Well I’m showering before we continue, then. Am I all set to use the bathroom?”

Edwin waved him on, replacing his headphones and returning to his homework. Charles took the dismissal without issue and went to take his shower as intended—only stopping to stare at (the earring) himself in the mirror for a tad longer than normal. He’d never regret it based on how cool it looked, obviously, but still. Being kicked around for so long sometimes makes you wonder if it’s be easier to join the team.

Nah, fuck that. Those poor sods can’t even spell aesthetic, let alone understand it. The earring was part of him, and he still cuddled the warm feeling of Edwin’s care to his chest. Going through all that effort—well, not really effort to get flirted with by some bloke called Thomas—to make sure he wasn’t going to hurt Charles’s feelings? For not the first and definitely not the last time, Charles took a second to appreciate it—he really was lucky to have Edwin around.

[blurrilines]

Every once in a while I am reminded that Stephanie Brown wasn’t given the dignity of being allowed to break up with Tim and was instead dumped for “no reason” by Tim’s own admission after having proclaimed his love to her the last time they were seen in panel together and the writer who committed this atrocity gave the excuse of “they broke up every two issues lol”. And I am filled with rage.

[blaithnne]

A while ago, @ai-higurashi suggested that Duckworth’s demon form was not a result of him being a ghost, but just something he could do anyways. I’ve been obsessed with that ever since and have FINALLY been able to visualise it — meet 60s era human Duckworth!

I based his demon form off a canine, instead of a sheep like in canon. Also his first name is based off a running gag from an old since deleted fic of mine lol. ALSO I still can’t decide on Beakleys colours, bear with me here.

Meet the Cast!

╰┈➤ Canon ☄. *. ⋆

→ Scrooge McDuff → Matilda McDuff → Hortense McDuff → Qalhata Duiker → Goldie O'Gilt → Bentina Beakley → LÙ Huifen (pre-caseflies) → LÙ Huifen (post-casefiles) → Ludwig Von Druska → Bradford Butcher

╰┈➤ OCs ☄. *. ⋆

→ Lucrais NicRiada

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[thwackk]

part of a longass old man halbarry comic i never finished

[hopecomesbacktolife]

to be fair I still haven’t seen episode 9, but. I’m still 100% a “korkie is actually secretly korkie kryze-kenobi and his daughter is rey making her rey kenobi” truther

[bluestonewings]

Kuruk 🤝 Yangchen

It’s not addiction if it’s helping me survive (about Kuruk’s alcoholism and yangchen’s energy tea)

LITERALLY!!!!

Every avatar 🤝 every other avatar

Life kicking them extra hard in the shins

I think one of the neatest things in the books is FC Yee sets stuff up in earlier books and then follows it up later. Kyoshi tells us kuruk is perceived as a failure because he follows up perfect yangchen. He struggles with alcoholism and he literally relies on it as a drug to survive his soul being broken up but nobody knows. And then in Yangchen we get hints about how much she struggles and has her demons and nobody knows and then we get told about her fucked up energy tea and it’s like oh.

Oh yangchen is so overworked she has to self medicate herself into functioning while she suffers. kuruk has no way of knowing that and he’s being tortured so he has to self medicate himself into functioning while he suffers. They both suffer so greatly while they are alive and cope in such tragic ways (self medication w alcohol or caffeine). it’s the parallels these avatars have w each other of pushing themselves to the brink

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

i can’t stop wondering what alex was feeling just before he introduced miles for 505. like - did he get a little surge of butterflies in his stomach?? did his breath catch the way it does when something you’ve been waiting forever for is suddenly on the cusp of happening?? or was it less of an inhalation and more of an exhalation, a sense of relief at the prospect of miles finally being up there at his side again??

[blackbatcass]

it’s also abt the unequal footing and not knowing where you stand with each other.. tfw you don’t know each other but you Know each other. i can see into your soul but i have no idea what your favorite food is

[libra-cant-just-dance]

I’m fully aware it’s ridiculous but my hyperfixating brain went from “what if Jack Rose became a Broadway performer?” To “Jack and Wander should play Rum Tum Tugger and Mister Mistofelees in Cats” and now I can’t stop thinking about it

[unnamed-proxy]

GRANDPA IS HERE!!!! The Angel of Death himself

Couldn’t cram any silly doodles on this one 😔 his wings were too fucjing big

Phanis ref

[trashfangirlsworld]

You know, at this point I’m just gonna assume that the people that say that they don’t want tommy on qsmp because of drm don’t actually care about deplatforming him and just want to seem cool on twitter because there’s no shot they hate tommy but are okay with bbh (who’s a much closer friend to green guy than tommy), foolish (whose merch still goes through green guy’s company), or other members of the qsmp who interact with him/wanted to be part of his server. The worst are the people that don’t want to admit that’s the reason they dislike tommy and bring up jokes that he used to make when he was 16 or say that he’s too “immature” for the server which are things that months ago were never a problem and no one talked about. This is what I mean when I say hatred for drm , as valid as it is, has rotted people’s brains because somehow he’s always at the center of people’s thoughts on anything. And this is why I stopped giving a shit about who interacts with green guy and who doesn’t, because people are just hypocrites that want to seem morally superior on the internet or want an excuse to hate on a cc they clearly never liked

[popcornkwantum]

I tried a new style-ish for this one. Only once I finished I realized that it looks quite similar to the art style of my favorite (Haikyu) artist I follow lol

Inktale by Comyet

[justanamericanartist]

Hey all! It's been a WHILE! 😅 Sorry I didn't post until now! I'm planning to upload some of the projects I worked on during the rest of the school year. Starting with a flag I created for my Graphic Design studio, to represent the city of Ames, IA. This was a great exercise in creating an abstract and simple design with lots of meaning. It was a bit difficult to create a design that didn't focus on ISU, but I'm extremely happy with what I came up with!

Sincerely,

Just An American Artist

Edit: If the first picture in this post has different colors from the second, the second one is the correct color scheme. I don’t know why but the first picture has been changing colors for some reason.

[showmanfreakshow]

Since I accidentally posted 3 yesterday, I’ll post 3 today too to even it out a little. As a treat, if you will.

She’s literally the only scientist in the entirety of the cast and is slaying while doing it, it’s Lottie Finch, the Ultimate Ornithologist!

Age: 24

Birthday: April 16th

Height: 5’3” (160 cm)

Weight: 188 lbs (85 kg)

Likes: Birds, jewelry

Dislikes: Hot weather, coffee