#but if y’all need that then lmk

[unorganisedalienrubbish]

My first fan-art I think? Anyway, he’s Sally from Sally Face. I got all nostalgic for the game this week and needed to draw him.

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Art Taglist: @whump-queen @honeybees-125

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[jays-supersonic-dynamo]

they’re everything to me!!!!!! y’all don’t even know!!!!

[girlishwhimsies]

in the docs. straight up writing it. and by “it” hahah well. My “He wants to tell him what he’s thinking. To wake him up and spill his guts, tell him how his heart flutters whenever he sees him, confess that every time he sees the stars all he can think about is how Johnny would love them, how he wishes he could grab his hand and just sit with him in the stillness of the night as the cicadas sing a song they ain’t ever gonna really understand.”

[monowires]

i’ve written almost 1k words since yesterday afternoon!! crazy what deleting c.ai did for me wtf

anyway here’s some early act 2 akoryrr wanting gale to comfort him

at this point in his canon, ako isn’t in an established/defined relationship, but he’s still got Things going on with astarion and gale. he’s been sexually involved with astarion quite a few times by now and there is some Unacknowledged Emotional Attachment in both of them, but with gale it’s basically the opposite. it’s a dichotomy i love a lot akdndjsjd and even though astarion isn’t explicitly in this piece it’s fun to explore the dynamic of the relationship

anyway here you go. this shit is raw and unedited

It was getting bad. He was cognizant enough to know that much. It’d been a while since he’d had an attack this intense, which meant that he wasn’t used to dealing with them. And that, of course, only worsened his panic, and his thoughts of that distant Underdark cellar were quickly replaced with the panicked thoughts of perceiving himself to be near death. For the first time that he could remember, he wanted someone to be there with him—wanted them to see his vulnerability for all that it was and still choose to take him into their arms and hold his pieces together until he could do it himself. He hated vulnerability, but he hated being alone even more, regardless of how much he’d tried to convince himself that he didn’t need anyone but himself.

He didn’t want to be alone now, not when his mind was his own worst enemy. He wanted comfort, safety, and warmth—he wanted Gale.

[krystaldeath-art]

OH SHIT MISTER TANG BALLING???

[fluffypotatey]

Had a dream about shadowpeach, but most importantly red string shadowpeach from your fic. The main thing that S5, when shadowpeach were reaching to hold hands, their string started glowing (like still a mess, with holes and held together with a few strings. But glowing).

WAHHHH OH MY GOD!!!!!! oh that’s so cool and so jealous of your dream. a very fascinating concept

[mosrael]

I’m on Bluesky. Come find me and commiserate together.

[puppiesandnightlock]

what’s your personal jondami winter headcanon? (if you don’t have one, give me even a tiny idea, i can help you make one and we can do it together!) :>

I don’t have much for this sooooooo have some ideas lmfao

They cuddle lots

Damian grew up in a tropic temp place so even tho he’s lived in Gotham for a big chunk of time, cold is like, the devil, so he steals Jon’s stuff bc it fits him big and therefore is cozy and warm

Jon is one of those people who are like “CHRISTMAS” in the beginning of November and during December will sing cheesy romantic Christmas songs to damian

this isn’t even winter but they probably dance in the kitchen(I have half a wip somewhere where their doing that)

Idk what else 😭😭😭😭😭

[sexynetra]

Which of you bitches can do art I wanna pay you to draw Plazzy at the finale like please take my money I need her on my wall of stunning divalicious divas 😭

[supercityboys]

Thinking about yakuza without the stiff hair and it’s symbolic revelance.

Nishiki hearing that his old man kicked the bucket and his hair falling back into it’s natural state. The heaving sobs that are forcing him to intake air like he hasn’t been breathing since the last time. No longer fish that’s leaped out the water. He’s not drowning in his sorrows, he’ll navigate it the way he knows best. Sure. He’ll suffocate up there. But he knows he’ll breathe better once he crashes back down.

Majima unconsciously moving to tie his hair back when he goes into business man mode as though by leashing his hair he’s leashing his demons too. Normal, sound. A man worth doing business with. Late nights closing with his platinum star Yuki when the headache reminiscent of a successful night was only made worse by his ponytail, so he’d head to the roof, armed with a cigarette and a loose dog hoping to calm his nerves. Yuki would find him before going home and she’d learned quickly that it was prime time for getting info out him. She’s already learned that he hates sleeping at his own apartment so she walks him to the apartment that he rented Komaki (He’s soft hearted like that). She’s learned that scary-looking Goro is really a chatterbox and once you introduce a topic he’ll run with it even with his eye half-closed because he hates sleeping and silence. She’s learned the intimate things through late night talks but she learns more about them when she’s cooking or he’s sparring with the old man because his sister would tend to his wounds too, the only difference being that his brother was a slow tank rather than Komaki’s bullet like hands. Stooooop. Stop singing that song, he asked one night, his hair in the loosest, messiest bun. Ever the child, Yuki puffed up her cheeks and said no. It fell apart once he started laughing.

Kiryu at the end of his rope with thinning patience and a thin layer of gel that was already flaking off by the time he touched down in Kamurocho and was flowing around him like dehydrated tears while he beat the snot out of Baba in the enclosed space on Tenkaichi Alley. One punch for Daigo who’s here but somehow still so far. Another for Haruka. He’s hurting her in Osaka by being in Tokyo and he has to put his pain somewhere. A indefinite flurry of punches, kicks, and full body slamming for his kids. Yes, his kids. They’re orphans but it doesn’t matter, never did. They’re his they’re his they’re his. Pain and a tiger drop for where they came from and where they’re going. The Dragon of Dojima is a man once more, rising to claim his responsibility. His hair completely wild now, bobbing up and down with heavy breathes like a dragon who’s snarling down at his prey. He should stop, he really should but the warm red breaks through the cold, dreary grey and he welcomes it. He catches the reflection of a grief stricken dragon with whiskers and fangs out on a doorknob. Scales ruffled like feathers. Kiryu finally sees what Majima must’ve- oh… Majima. One more foot down on Baba’s face to complete the painting.

[acoraxia]

I don’t know if this has been brought up yet, but the fact that your wukong has the ability to change from male and female at will, has the potential to create really funny outcomes, I’m imagining that no one that doesn’t personally know him (like your every day humans) has NO IDEA what gender wukong goes by, if he even goes by any at all. There’s a chance there could’ve been heated arguments about it, people were kicked out of pubs and restaurants, family ties were strained, cause no one in the family could agree on anything, all the while wukong is the only one who knows the answer, but is so amused by the chaos he has created by simply doing nothing that he decides not to bother. XD

The addition of Sun Wukong saying, “Oh, no, I wear whatever’s comfortable it doesn’t have anything to do with how I’m feeling for the day,” and watching as Nezha and Red Son throw away their ideas instantly because ‘ah FUCK now we have jackshit to go by’ and waiting for someone to say ‘sir’ or ‘ma’am’ to SWK only for him to reply to both and smile innocently all the while.

I think it’d be extremely funny if Sandy just went, “He or she?” to Wukong while everyone else was discussing it as if it was the greatest mystery of the world only for Sun Wukong to go, “They, them today actually,” and sip his drink while watching the shitshow go down

[frothyghosts]

Finally caught up! Here’s day 3

[crossbackpoke-check]

Hello, im wehaveagathering from my main blog, im kind of obsessed with your hockey poetry edits and I think your blog is great! I guess I kind of have a dumb question, where do you find the images you use for your edits? Did you say Getty in your tags?? I’ve gotten into making icons recently (and i have ideas for poetry edits hrrrghhh) but it’s hard to find high res images. Thanks for your time and I hope you have a nice day :)

first of all thank you so much 🥹 and second that’s absolutely not a dumb question!! i do pull a lot of images from getty and i’ll also download pictures from sports articles (i got a lot of the hugheses pictures from online access articles, for example), or sometimes from instagram/facebook/twitter if an account is public. freely admitting that i am not technologically advanced? inclined? in the slightest here, but the image editing software that you use and how you import/export photos with it makes a difference in the quality of them as well!

if you haven’t seen them yet, i would also recommend checking out @simmyfrobby @national-hockey-lesbian @hauntedppgpaints @tapedsleeves @starscelly and @captainbradmarchand’s blogs just off the top of my head!!! they might know more places to get high res images and also i love their work 💕🫶

[breadbrobin]

maze runner fans: would anyone be willing to read a 40+ chapter minho x oc fic that i’ve been working on? bc i’m almost finished and wanna know if i should post it

[fluffypotatey]

Macaque cares so much about wukong. It makes me sick

oh yeah i know 🫠 makes me so ill like

yeah

[nightmareinfloral]

if there’s one things about me its that i like to plan