#but! im pretty happy with how it came out

[cherryspider19]

the child and doll chapter 1 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Dear diary, I love my mom. she made me such a pretty doll. i shall call her isha. yes isha is a fitting name. moms not around alot so this doll will be her back up. isha tells me what to where, eat, and the proper time to go to bed. like mama. even though moms not around alot she loves me very much. she hugs me when im sad and checks under my bed and in my closet for monsters. i think shes the best mother in the world. but... she was taken from me. now i only have isha. when the police came. a officer named jim gordon told me. "bruce wayne is your father" i couldnt believe. i was so happy maybe dad would love me just as much as mom. love, {name} ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dear diary, when i came to the home of my father. i expected me and isha to be welcomed be dad. but he left us with the butler, the butler was very kind though his name is alfred. he is very cool. isha tells me when she looks at dad, she feels no love or happiness that we were here. i dont want to believe her. but isha is always right. i really dont want her to be right this time. i have my own room now. i use to have to share with mom. ------- i miss mommy, this is the first night sleeping with out her. the rooms dark and scary at night. theirs no one to check for monsters, when i asked dad, he gave me a look, and told me to go to bed. alfred offered to check for me but dad said i was a big girl/boy, i need to be brave. isha tells me dad is right but coulda worded it better. im going to go to bed now. love, [name] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ dear diary, i have brothers!! im so happy. the first one i meet was dick. he was so nice. then theirs jason. he's also really cool. hes not scared to go to bed alone at all. i wish i was like that.... Any way i asked dick and jason if they wanted to play. they said they were busy and they couldnt but they'd play with me next time. i told them that was ok and i could wait. i love my brothers. dads ignoring me though. i asked isha how to get his attention but she doesnt know how. love, [name] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ diary, jason's gone... gone like mommy. dick and dad their not taken it well, its been a week. but i got a new brother now. his names tim and he's really smart. i ask him to play but he's busy. isha say's he'll probably never have time for me. i told her that was mean. but i fear she is telling the truth. like always. their ignoring me more now. except for alfred. he never ignores me. i think he's more of a parent then bruce. love, [name]

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diary.

i have more siblings now. but they ignore me most of the time except damian. jasons back i got him sneaking through the window in the kitchen. sometimes he disappears and reappears like a ghost but the others dont treat him like one. bruce is happy he's back. i dont think jason likes tim. bruce and him argue about him alot. isha says not to worry and to mostly focus on school and getting good grades. ill listen to isha cause she is always right. always is. love, [name] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

i hate them. i hate HIM. i hate damian. he hurts me. he says mean things to me all the time, and forces his mean animals to chase after me. to hunt me down. i try to talk to bruce about it but he doesnt listen. i try tell dick but he says to get over it cause damians learning, i try to tell jason but he is never here. i dont even try with tim, he never listens. damiain i want to hit him. but isha tells me not too. she so kind about her even when he broke her. isha my mommy isha. she's broke... Damian broke her. i hit him and he stabbed me. thats fine, he hurt isha, no one hurts isha. bruce. BRUCE. he ground me threatened to take isha away. i begged him not too. alfred, dad stepped in. i still got isha taken away but she's with alfred now. from, [name] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ im taking isha and leaving this house. i cant stand it her anymore. i told dad, he's sad but he accepts it. bruce i dont think he'll notice im gone. good cause i never want to see his face again. goodbye diary. [name]

[y-akkun]

he protec, he attac...

[Ref]

[bacchuschucklefuck]

they licensed his ass

my finished piece of the FWMS (official name definitely 100%) thing we started a few days ago! I had fun I hope folks had and/or continue to have fun with the sketch as well.

[nibbelraz]

Head pats to show your human that you love them 💞

[rayhantochtli]

Purrfect duo

[semisolidmind]

i just look at my calendar and saw a reminder that i probably set like 2 years ago about dj’s birthday. besides the fact that i have amazing (accidental) timing, happy birthday dj and i hope school is going well for you semi! :)

to celebrate his birthday and his official stylistic divorce from him former fandom, here’s everybody’s favorite man

all revamped and as handsome as ever

[snallyghaster]

survivor my beloved <3

[kicks0u]

did some colour practice w okayu !!💜

[sluggywuggy]

I’ve had this idea in my head for so long, Makima looming over the small Denji, a true representation of the power that she holds. What a truly awesome villain, they could never make me hate you Makima.

[carrot-junior]

BROSECUTORS

Thank you @sevarix-blogs for commissioning mee:DD

[wlwsakura]

wlw week: day 1 kyalin

i dont have a lot of time to work on these so i’ll be posting them uncolored/sketches 🫰🏻

[ofmd-ann]

Edward Teach - Stede's Boyfriend 💕

[beepboopappreciation]

Trick or Treat!! 🎃🍬

[coolbattlegirl]

Dreaming in Solace

The first thing Silver notices when he wakes up is that he’s no longer in his dorm room. The second thing he notices is that he’s alone in a forest. Which is strange because the last thing he remembers is attending a party and then… and then nothing.

Silver frowns slightly as he mulls over his memories. But no matter how much he ponders over it, he can’t seem to remember what happened after the party. In fact, he can’t seem to remember who the party was for either, and Silver likes to think he has a good memory. He entertains the thought that perhaps he had another sleeping spell, but that wouldn’t explain how he ended up in the woods.

Nor does it explain the sense of dread he feels.

Despite the strange gap in his memories, Silver feels oddly calm. Not wanting to waste any more time, he picks himself off the forest floor, brushes the dirt off of his knees and looks around. And it’s when he finally looks around when it clicks.

“Oh…” Silver whispers out softly, and any tension in his body disappears, “I know this place…” How could he not? It was the forest he grew up in. Silver couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief, there was no need to ponder his destination any longer. Soon, he finds himself walking down a familiar path, one he had walked many times.

As he walks, Silver passes by a wryly old tree, and he can’t help but stop to see if it’s still there. And it is. Silver brushes his hand against the trunk, his fingers tracing out the small indentations of a carving that had been etched into it. “S.V.” and “L.V.” It reads. His and his father’s initials.

He remembers exactly when he carved it. It had been his 13th birthday when his father had gifted him a small dagger. A gift that caused Sebek’s father to scold Lilia, saying something along the lines of how children his age shouldn’t be given weapons.

A small smile ghosts his face at the memory. Silver can still remember how his father laughed at the scolding, “But they grow up so fast!” Lilia laughed as he ruffled Silver’s hair, “And what’s the harm? He has to learn how to defend himself when little old me is gone!” And suddenly, the small smile on his face slips away.

“My time has come… That’s all there is to it.”

Silver feels his throat tighten and his eyes burn as his mind lingers on the memory. And there’s something more to it, but he can’t seem to grasp it.

Why can’t he grasp it?

Silver’s not sure why his heart aches at the memory, so he pushes down the sudden surge of emotion that promises to devour him, and chalks it up to feeling nostalgic. His gaze lingers on the tree a little longer before he finally looks away. There was no use loitering around any longer than he already has. And so he starts moving again.

After a few more minutes of walking, Silver pushes through a clearing and there it is in all its glory; home. The cottage is exactly as he remembers it to be. It stands tall and proud and his heart feels warm upon looking at it. Silver takes note that the inside of the cottage is dark and quiet, but still, he wastes no time walking up towards the door and knocking, bracing himself for Lilia to bust the door open with a big smile.

There’s no answer…

Silver lets out a small sigh, “Of course…” He whispers, he really should have expected that. Still, he can’t help but feel disappointed. He’s not even sure why he’s surprised by this, because he knows Lilia won’t be coming back home anymore.

Because Lilia is going away to live far away in the Land of the Red Dragon…

Because Lilia is losing his magic…

Because his father is dying-

And Silver freezes. Because what is he thinking? He lets out a shaky breath as the suffocating feeling from earlier looms over him again. His heart aches and so does his head, but most importantly, he just wants to scream and cry because there’s something terribly, terribly wrong going on and it’s eating up at him because he knows it’s important but he can’t remember-

“Oh. So this was where you were, Silver.” Silver gasps as his eyes snap open, he’s not even sure when he closed them. Whirling around, he is greeted with the sight of Malleus walking past the clearing he came through earlier.

“M-Malleus!” Silver gasped out, clearly not expecting to see the older fae here. “Wha-What are you doing here?” He asks as he tries to compose himself, hoping that he doesn’t look as frazzled as he feels. However, the older fae doesn’t respond, he simply stares at Silver silently. It’s only after a few moments of silence, that Silver decides to speak again.

“Malleus…? Is everything alright?” He asks quietly, feeling slightly unnerved by the silence now. Malleus finally blinks and a small fanged smile graces his lips, “There is no need to fret, Silver. I can assure you that I am quite alright.” He practically hums as he walks towards Silver. And as the prince approaches him, something inside Silver screams for him to run. But why would he? This is the person who helped raise him. The person who sang and read to him when father was away. And Malleus would never hurt him.

Right?

Before Silver can think any longer about the growing unease in his stomach, he’s quickly pulled out of his thoughts again when a cool hand brushes against his bangs. He looks up and is met with Malleus’s glowing green eyes. The fae prince’s brows are now furrowed and a slight frown has replaced his smile from earlier. Silver would almost say he looks a bit worried. “But what about you? You seem…a little distressed.” He hears the older fae said as he looks over Silver.

“By the Seven, do I really look that bad?” Silver feels a bit embarrassed, as he had been hoping Malleus wouldn’t notice. “Ah… Don’t worry, Malleus, I’m okay.” Silver says in hopes of reassuring the prince. However, judging from his unchanging expression, Silver can tell that he isn’t buying it.

In a moment of slight panic, Silver blurts out “I… I was just worried you were still mad at me…” The moment those words leave his mouth, Silver realizes how silly it sounds. And Malleus must share the same sentiments because he sees a spark of amusement flashes across the prince’s face.

“Why would I be mad?” Malleus asks as a smile graces his lips once more. Silver looks down at the ground, “Because I…I…” Silver paused, feeling mystified. Why was he so sure Malleus was mad at him? Silver frowned slightly as he tried to remember, yet the answer eluded him. “I… I’m not sure…” Silver finally admits, feeling a bit frustrated.

“There is no need to fret, Silver,” Malleus lets out a sigh that sounds fond, “However, if it brings you any comfort, do know that I could never stay mad at you for long.” As Malleus gently brushes the strands of hair away from Silver’s face, for a fleeting moment, his face seems mournful. But it disappears so fast that Silver can’t help but wonder if he imagined it.

Suddenly, Malleus moved away, “Well, I believe that we have lingered here long enough. Lilia and Sebek must be growing impatient.” Malleus extended his hand, offering it to Silver. Silver stared at the gloved hand held out towards him, and once again, something inside his brain screams for him to not take it. But why wouldn’t he? It’s Malleus.

So, Silver takes his hand, a chill running down his spine as he feels Malleus’s fingers wrap around his hand. And as Malleus whisked Silver away from the forest, the silver-haired boy failed to notice the once vibrant forest being devoured by the pitch black darkness that had followed him. And with it, disappeared the glimmering hope adorned with an aurora gem.

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Clink

“Oh? It finally came off?” Ink stained hands grasped around the fragile golden chains, gently slipping it off the wearer’s neck. Glowing emerald eyes scrutinized the necklace. “Such a troublesome thing…”

CRACK

[angelogistics]

saw some gorgeous usopp art and realized i've never drawn him.. that has been remedied <3

[monotone-artist]

[id in alt]

was overcome with the urge to do a redraw. character is @tacoma-narrows's arroyo! previous drawings under read-more (warning for super old art aha)