#chill vibes believe it or not

[lunesart]

Michael going to save Jeremy during the play /j

why are they like that

[simcardiac-arrested]

wait, that elias?

[lavender-teardroplettes]

Might have missed DaveKat week, but that won't stop me from drawing fluff of the two of them! Ten years of these dorks, can you believe it? One transparent version for funsies.

@davekatweek

[becauseplot]

Penciled Lines

(Cross-posted on ao3, if you prefer to read it there. Reblogs still appreciated!)

Missa wakes up, and he thinks he might be doomed. This doesn’t scare him nearly as much as it should.

Missa is awake early—by his own metric, anyway. His nocturnal nature causes “early” for him to mean “early night” and not “early morning.” Regardless, “early” means that Philza is not asleep yet, still going through his nightly rituals. “Early” means that Philza is sitting up in (his? their?) the bed, pillows propped up behind him, notebook in his lap, sketching away.

And when Missa wakes up to the soft scritch-scratch of a charcoal pencil on textured paper, his forehead just so happens to be brushing Philza’s hip.

Missa can hardly breathe.

Oh no.

He knows that if he gives any indication that he is awake, Philza will stop sketching, close his notebook, shift himself over until he is politely seated on his side of the bed, and greet Missa with a friendly smile. Philza has done it before, when Missa wakes up early. That’s how Missa knows he’ll do it again.

Thus, Missa can hardly breathe—his breaths have to be the slow in-out of sleep. He can’t so much as twitch, either. He has to keep quiet and play dead or else he’ll be found out. Seen. Caught living the lie.

“Husband,” Philza calls him. They’re not married. They share a bed. They’re hardly ever in it at the same time. They have a son and a daughter. Neither of them know Missa very well. Philza has had an extra set of armor and a skull on his backpack for months, waiting for Missa. Missa doesn’t even know Philza’s last name.

Philza is a good man and a good friend—and Missa doesn't deserve him. Still, he takes what he can get. Curls around it. Hoarding every innocent kindness Philza extends like a starving creature: the generosity of a backpack fully stocked with equipment; the trust Philza places in Missa to watch the kids when he’s asleep; and now, the courtesy of not moving his hip from Missa’s forehead to ensure his “sleeping” isn’t disturbed. Missa clutches all of these little offerings in his greedy claws and hugs them into his chest, even as the guilt eats away at him.

Because, regardless of the lack of mutual feeling, he loves Philza. He loves him so, so much, and that is why he is doomed. He can’t afford to lose what little he has. He can’t cross that line. 

So Missa lies beside Philza, forehead pressed against Philza’s hip, pretending to sleep so he can imagine that they’re not just lying in bed together, but lying in bed, together; and later, when Missa truly wakes, he will sit on his side of the bed and look at Philza’s face soft with sleep and think about how lucky he is that he still has a side-of-the-bed to begin with.

Missa doesn’t mean to drift off. When it starts to happen, he’s hopelessly torn between shaking himself awake and thus giving himself away, or remaining how he is, silently fending off the inevitable. In the end, Missa clings to that scritch-scratch sound of Philza’s pencil on the paper for as long as he can before the fog at last pulls him under. 

Eventually, he dreams. In fact, he dreams of the calloused fingers he dreams of every night, hands like his own, an artist of Death, cradling and shading the contours of his face—a softness dashing charcoal across his jaw, and over his cheekbones, and perhaps on his lips, too, if he’s lucky. Defining every edge of him.

~*~

A deep sigh. Phil stops sketching as Missa shifts in his sleep. He tilts his head up so that the tip of his nose is now just nearly brushing against Phil’s hip. The motion disturbs the wild splay of his dark hair, revealing more of his face: eyelashes, cheeks, warmth. Tender blush of something Stygian and otherworldly. New.

Phil’s lips tilt upwards. He turns to a fresh page, and he starts again.

[mystilotls]

Mumbo: ayo buddies, you want this crown?

Doc and Grian: *start snarling and biting eachother*

Mumbo: OH MY GOD-! HEY! CUT IT OUT! Cut it out! *Voice breaking* I just wanted to know if you wanted this pretty crown *cries softly*

[mono-socke]

Day 19: Tarot Card

little wholesome squip & jeremy action today

[bblfrog]

watching mushishi for the first time it’s so based homeboy just trots in and solves problems with his chill ass vibes

[bodypillowsam]

Was peter hale a demetorlogist? Like what is up with his skin obsession???

[padawanduck]

i want to smoke with all the houseguests but not all at once like in 2-3 groups

[corviiids]

For the writing ask - #36?

thank youuu <3

36. How do you come up with fic titles? What's the one you're most proud of?

im very self conscious about how many of my answers are just 'vibes only' but vibes only. i try not to overthink my titles i just pick something that i think can stand alone as a symbol and 'feels' right enough.

i like 'as you like it' for palace fic since it's both the name of the play that the central thematic line comes from ("all the world's a stage") but also kind of doubles as, like... goro (and ren) adapting to what people want/need/prefer them to be. u know. they appear as you like them. so im fond of that title

i also like 'love v state of affairs'. lol

ask game

[muirneach]

i suppose don’t really know how the hockey off and pre seasons work if i am being truthful but why does training camp start like three days before the first game like clock in and lock in boys

[bacchuschucklefuck]

would you like to elaborate on any gender analysis or headcanons for the bad kids?

I love th way this is worded. what if I wouldn't like to where would we be

[staenless]

I love that Freinag was like "hmm, kinda wish I had an elf in my court... All the other kids would be sooo jealous lol" and his advisors whipped out an elf child like "but of course my liege" and he was like "oh shit, didn't think yalld actually... Get me an elf... Damn where did you find him?" and his advisors were like "worry not of his acquisition, but rather bask on the glory of having a court elf whilst other humans do not... But head our warning... Teach him not the arts of magic... Nor let him bewitch your heart... For the elven are a crafty folk who seek to weaken mankind for their own gain... It is likely we will have to dispose of him should he prove a risk to your life our esteemed lord" and Freinag was like "idk man he's just a cute little kid, and he's really fucking it up on that flute, he seems like an alright Lil guy I think we can trust him and love him <3" and unlocked an Xbox achievement called "this action will have unforseen consequences"

[epickiya722]

You know what, silly questions!

Out of the Tokyo students: Yuji, Nobara, Megumi, Maki, Toge, Yuta, Panda, Kinji and Kirara...

Who would you say is the most "I DON'T WANT PEACE, I WANT PROBLEMS!! ALWAYS", like the most likely to crashout, like an outright menace? (And I don't mean like even in just fights. I am also including personality here.)

And then who would you say is most likely to be the peacemaker? They're the one that is the chill one, don't want to be in trouble and try anything illegal (ahem, certain MC and I don't mean the one with the sword), they're the one that goes "Alright, that's enough"?

[tragedia]

i wonder what would put wynne out faster, shiri's heretical tendencies or her shameless personality and careless approach to flirting.

[chaoswillcalmusdown]

i keep thinking about this scene and sydney talking about how all she wants is to cook for people and make them happy and season 2 when sydney says she wants a michelin star and carmy goes ??

like is it 1) her actual dream to have a star and she just kind of didn't think it was possible bc she was consumed with her catering failure and working with carmy made her think it could actually happen

or is it 2) the highest level of success in the food industry but not acTUally what she wants (and what she wants is actually much more in the vein of michael jordan's steakhouse which is not a michelin star place) ??