#but I'll try my best! :D

[sammysammer]

uhhhh wip

I LOVE THIS DESIGN SMMM SJHIBDGDFGBHGDV

(au belongs to: @/bananafire11)

[cut-aare]

Franmaya nation rise!!!!

[marionette-j2x]

THE STANLEY PARABLE: ROAD TRIP

JULY 7th - "NATIONAL PARK"

@oswinunknown @employee052

[dafry-shenanigans]

Randy: IS HE DEAD?!?

Jake: ...No, he's just tired

Not being able to tell if your half ghost friend is dead or just dead tired is kinda hard sometimes-

[aikaikaik]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Wanna go trick or treating on tumblr? Just stop by here for a treat! (or very possibly a trick? 👀)

[drunkonduty]

I think im getting better in animation a bit, also i just thought of the Roblox emotes sounds while making this

[dootznbootz]

Odypen definitely and equivalently adore each other BUT I weirdly can't see them as the type to actually say "I Love you".

They still definitely vocalize their love for each other but it's more so in "My Joy", and "Extraordinary Woman", "Strange Woman/Man", etc. And very cheesy lines (both say some cheesy shit in the Odyssey, and he definitely does in the Iliad as well. "Joy like a drowning sailor seeing land" bit???)

I could see "I adore you" but even then, that's probably during very specific moments but the actual "I love you"??? I just typed it just now for fic shit and... It weirdly just didn't feel right and I don't know why. 😅

Idk maybe it's kind of because I see them as over the top in ways, they love wordplay and riddles and I think they'd almost think "...That's not good enough >:( " about it??? I don't know???😂

[dadbots]

[4/15/24] Vergil save me…. save me Vergil......

[gftimelord]

Here! Have a bouquet of Forget-me-not flowers! (⁠っ⁠.⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠っ💐

*The bouquet felt heavier than it should have in his hands, the delicate stems cradled by fingers that had once held the weight of galaxies.*

"Thank you."

*The words spilled from his lips reflexively, unthinking, automatic. The doctor’s gaze rested on the forget-me-nots, their soft blue petals like fragile stars fallen into his grasp. They seemed so small, so unassuming, yet they carried a weight that pressed down on him with the force of memories he couldn’t keep locked away.*

*For a moment, Stanford simply stared. The flowers blurred into a haze of color, their presence dragging his mind far from the here and now. Forget-me-nots. How cruelly fitting— flowers steeped in the symbolism of undying loyalty, eternal remembrance. He’d once thought them beautiful, a reminder of the valiance of memory. But now? Now they whispered a question he could never answer.*

*Would he be forgotten?*

*The title would live on. The Doctor. A name that made gods flinch and tyrants fall silent. But Stanford Pines? The man who laughed too loudly and dreamed too boldly? The fool who stepped too close to the edge? Would he be remembered? Or would time wear away his name, grinding it into nothingness as the stars turned and the multiverse carried on, indifferent?*

*Everyone he loved would eventually succumb to the sands of time. Even Stanley, his brother, was living on borrowed moments— a reprieve, not a reprieve forever. The repair box had granted his twin the kind of immortality most would kill for, but the terms had always been clear: Lee would decide when enough was enough. And Ford? He would have to watch. Again.*

*Always.*

*The Doctor would only rest when he was dead. That was the promise he made.*

*His fingers brushed the soft petals, reverent and delicate, as if the flowers might shatter beneath his touch. Their texture reminded him of the past— the smooth curve of glass jars in his lab, the ink-stained pages of his journal, the unyielding steel of the blaster that had once trembled in his grasp. How many memories had he preserved, as if they too were fragile things, desperate to keep them from slipping away?*

*The irony was sharp, biting at the edges of his thoughts. Forget-me-nots. A plea, a promise. Yet even promises eroded over time. He was a man without a gravestone, without a final day to mark his passing. Would he become a ghost of himself, wandering the cracks between universes, endlessly searching for something already gone?*

"I'll... go put these in a vase."

*He said softly, his voice carrying the weight of his gratitude, his eyes glittering in a silent sorrow.*

"Pretty little things. Thank you."

*His feet moved, carrying him toward the kitchen, but his thoughts remained tethered to the bouquet in his hands. They were a gift, a token of kindness from someone in a universe that had shown him so little. He couldn’t bring himself to discard them, even as they unearthed emotions he’d buried under decades of stoic resolve and charming whimsy.*

*He placed them gently in a glass vase, filling it with water that refracted the morning light into fragmented rainbows. They seemed to glow against the mundane backdrop of his home, an anchor in the shifting tides of his thoughts. For a moment, he allowed himself to admire their delicate beauty, tracing the soft lines of each petal with his eyes.*

*Forget me not. A poetic phrase. A desperate hope.*

*Stanford really wished he could believe it.*

[unicornpopcorn14]

HI BESTIE idk if you saw this but i thought you might be interested 👀 hope you have a wonderful day!! 💕🫶🏻

Dazai Hurt/Comfort Week

OMG NO I DIDN'T??? TYSM FOR GIVING ME THE LINK ESSIE YOU BLESSED ME WITH THIS!! <33

[knightkaito1412]

Sometimes, Tumblr feels like a cave. I'll shout out, and my voice gets drowned into the silent darkness as it echoes against the walls. Yet there are times when someone answers my voice instead, and I get drawn to explore deeper into the cave to find them. It can be lonely at times when it's usually only my voice, but it's okay. I'll keep trying to call out and maybe light some torches along the way where, hopefully, I can reach those other voices and make friends with them.

[hiraganasakura]

I've liked the rwby soundtrack for 5.5 years now so it's high time I actually watch it

SO REAL OF YOU!!! The soundtrack is filled with absolute bangers and some of my favorite songs. And lemme tell you, some of these songs are gonna hit a lot harder when you understand the story and characters behind that music (Mirror Mirror, Bad Luck Charm, Friend, I could go on...)

That's such a good way to get into the show too! It'll probably be fun hearing some songs you recognize in the background as you watch

[keeps-ache]

currently in possession of the urge to yell very very loudly(positive) but i am an adult in an echoey house with family that would send me to the onion vault if i did

[bumblingbabooshka]

Recently started voyager and I’m on like early s1 and like wow Tuvok always bringing up that he can mind Meld with people.

He just goes I could mind meld with them, like all the time.

love that man.

(Also everytime I see him on screen I think wow he’s been married to his beautiful wife of 67 years and he has four children wow)

Tuvok thriving

[bear-cubs-art-things]

I have an all state audition today wish me luck

Feeling nervous already. blegh.

[willczek-art]

~* Late Happy Holidays and early Happy New Year! :D *~

Biggest success of the year? I got my Bachelor's degree and the animation I made as the final project was even used by NerdyPup Games in their IndieCade Festival nomination! :D

So much has happened! Eraser stamps, commissions, contests and collabs, I got into a new school and even started a secret side-project with friends! This year really had it all! :P

Thank you for sticking around! :D

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Links to previous years (2016-2022) under the cut c:

[2022]

[2021]

[2020]

[2019]

[2018]

[2017]

[2016]