#but I'll need so much eventually

[tawnysoup]

the fritter (frin critter)

[windfighter]

aslkjfg I unlocked Create and then I was all "oh wait someone said there was a block in this mod to make a fishing farm!"

Yeah, no, that person lied, the fishing farm was in thermal expansion

so once again I have to run hundreds of raw vaults for a chance of a mystery egg that spawns the fish I need bleh

[phonification]

ive been thinking about taco and balloon forming a little alliance post s1/ pre s2 where they'd (begrudgingly) work together planning on how to break into hotel OJ to steal stuff to take back to their makeshift camp like food, blankets, pillows, etc,,, anything that could be useful to them

[rocketbirdie]

cat nap with a cat dog

[pinacoladamatata]

the bed in Hancock's room should have been fixed. Fahrenheit should have her own room instead of falling asleep standing on the couch. hancock would have given the drifters better quarters/food, games etc up in his attic. there should be about 420% more chems in that state house. in this essay i will-

Link to mod on Nexus

[raiiny-bay]

made this & then realized i wanted to make something else instead

[ferberus-skull]

i finally got desdemona all her genes. please behold her because she is perfect. the soul wrangler Ever

[lunalycana]

Barry and Gadget Gijinka Designs!

I made these a long time ago and at two different times lol but I still like them a lot, so here they are! I'll probably redo them in the future when I finally get around to figuring out Infinite!

[danikatze]

[ID in alt text]

Another wip! It's kind of almost done :)

[cure-stars]

WE LIVE IN A WILD AND AWESOME WORLD! 💛

[some-pers0n]

Man. Sometimes I wish there was more talk about Heavy as...a character, ya know? Like,,actual sort of acknowledgment of his character as an individual as opposed to him being an accessory for ships or something. He's just sort of shoved to the side in a lot of fan content and he's never really given a character other than 'the reasonable quiet one' in stuff he features in. I get he doesn't get much attention in the canon material and is often overshadowed by the others, but still.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

I'm surprised you haven't posted any Welcome home stuff recently! Honestly kinda makes me sad since I love your WH art and stuff

yea y'all are gonna have to be Patient w/ me bc

a) i have like. a week left to pack all of my stuff before i need to shove everything into a uhaul and leave, so its crunch time! leaving little to no energy/interest in anything else

b) to be honest my mental health is the worst its been in years - which is fine, its whatever, i can deal. it's not as bad as it could be and im handling it! like a champ, even! but also its leaving little to no energy/interest in anything else

c) had a minor crisis over my art and how i interact w/ WH, and i realized im not scribbling enough of what I want. ive mostly been trying to please people and do as asked and thats! not good! so i want to temper expectation & reassert that im Not a WH art blog - its just a hyperfixation / something i love rn. i draw what i enjoy & what i want in the moment.

[razor-wire-anatomy]

late on the elliot mv bandwagon by MONTHS bc i was so scared of Being Wrong but uhm Hey! Isnt it strange that this part was emphasized? Why would there be a reason for an Elliot mv so early on? Why would there be a part with seemingly more importance that was just Not that important in the original mv? why is it that this specific line goes against everything we've learned about elliot so far? what if? what if he IS alive???

pls i have an entire theory i need to release but it has like 500 words and hasnt even touched the tip of the iceberg ohhh i need this man to the the mastermind or connected to the like production team ASAP.... I HATE HIM!!!!

[answer2jeff]

NARROW THOUGHTS : TRAILER.

CARMEN x READER PREVIEW!!!

Warnings: FLUFF, Clingy!Carmen × Reliable!Reader, NOT quite an established relationship, soooo much fluffy fluff. romance with a bit of plot, ZERO use of yln, reader is implied female but little to no use of specific pronouns, mention of the nickname "Pico," short for "Piccola" ; small (young) in italian

official fic here: part one.

this is just a trailer, actual fic is still a work in progress!! feedback of any kind is greatly appreciated :)

wc: 672, English is not my first language, expect mistakes.

You were cold, your jacket soaking wet from the Chicago rain as you made your way onto the L. Your mouth felt dry, your stomach dropping to your feet when you realized you hadn't checked on Carmen all day — and hardy at all that entire week. You figured you didn't have to stress over your absence too much, but a text wouldn't hurt.

You pulled your phone out of your pocket, your eyes glancing over it as you tried to find Carmy's contact through the static in your brain.

Hey. 11:34pm

Haven't seen you in a bit. Did you get home okay? 11:35pm

Your fingers frantically danced around the keyboard, your leg bouncing as you waited for a response. You needed something to calm your nerves. That feeling in your empty belly told you something wasn't right; you must've missed something. 'Fomo,' you called it.

Meanwhile, Carmen was taking his first steps into his apartment for that night, the cold air conditioning doing nothing to provide any comfort from the Chicago cold. He felt his phone vibrate once against his pocket, not thinking to check who it might've been as he tossed his baseball cap onto the couch; until it vibrated a second time.

He fished his phone out from the depths of his pocket, the blue-light shining against his face; your contact name, 'Pico' showing up twice. He removed his wool jacket, letting it fall onto the couch before setting his phone down and peeling off his tight-fitting, white t-shirt and taking a seat on the couch. Carmen held his phone between his hands, his leg bouncing as he thought of what could've justified you texting him after being out of touch with one another, practically all week. But he opened the text.

Just got home. You still on the L? 11:45pm.

He put a hand over his mouth, grazing his thumb over his cheek as he thought of the distance you two experienced. You hadn't visited The Beef all week, you hadn't asked him or Richie for help moving the furniture into the vintage thrift shop that you planned on opening in just 4 weeks.

You licked your lips as you stepped into your apartment, the warm glow from your kitchen making you feel comfortable... and it was empty. Too empty, now that you could afford your place and didn't split rent with your co-worker, Ashley, anymore. You were used to having Carmen here every once and a while, discussing business plans, leaving a jacket or two, but this week was lonely.

You and Carmen knew each other once: two aspiring hotshots in New York City, working alongside each other at the best restaurant on the planet, but this was now. You liked the simplicity of your soon to be vintage coffee shop. Just a little over a year ago, you'd come home with dry, calloused fingers and bits of onion under your finger nails that would burn your eyes later. You couldn't take it anymore. Not after what the head chef put you and Carmen through for the very last time. You left, never considering that Carmen would've returned for any particular reason; but there he was, in Chicago, just 15 minutes away from you by car, fixing up 'mom and dads piece of shit' that his late brother passed onto him.

And something deep in your stomach urged you to see him.

Just tonight. It won't be weird, right? Just two adults trying to catch up on each others lives, like good people, with the little bit of free time they both had.

You felt like you practically owed him a chunk of your leisure. It was the least you could do.

Literally just got off lol. 11:52pm

Can you come over? Just wanna catch up. 11:56pm

You replied, your nails against your teeth as you stared at your phone, waiting impatiently for a response. You stood in your living room, with one of Richie's 'original beef' t-shirts and grey sweatpants, the TV on with no sound emitting from it, and just a little bit of desire in your body: making the tips of your fingers tingle.

[stergeon]

> FERDINAND II.

And so your PLANT shall henceforth be known as FERDINAND II.

The thought of needing to inform FERDINAND I of his having a namesake makes you a bit ill, but you are already hard at work devising several plausible excuses for the gesture. Something about how you've named it after the one most invested in its naming, or how it is similarly prone to drooling. Yes. Yes, you will be able to deflect quite easily, should the need arise. It has nothing to do with your fondness for FERDINAND or your desire for a substitute in his imminent absence, no—again, you are not so prone to sentimentality. It's about the drool.

Well, anyway. Best to move on with your day and think about something else, lest you grow maudlin or cultivate further affection for the PLANT. May the GODDESS be merciful and never cause you to develop inclinations that could be described as paternal.

Now that your plant has received sufficient care, it is time for COFFEE. You set to making your morning brew. By CHANCE, there happens to be sufficient water remaining in the kettle for FERDINAND I to have TEA, should he wish it.

Per your TIMEPIECE, it is now a quarter to eight. You have made excellent progress on your PRE-BREAKFAST TO-DO LIST thus far: the only remaining task is to remove FERDINAND. You are starting to get rather peckish and would like to be rid of him quickly, but over the past week, you have found that extracting the man from YOUR QUARTERS is a more arduous task than it ought to be.

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[icewindandboringhorror]

... why he sit like this