#counting my wins

[seasonofthewitch06]

Y’all…

I’ve evaporated into thin air and now reside in a jar 🫙.

[cak31ssuperi04]

"Basically what happens is, Grace and Max are right about to win. They're right about to do it. And then, there's a groaning. In the floorboards. Suddenly, the staircase gives out beneath Grace and Max, and they fall through the floors. They fall stories. Pieces of wood shove through their chests, and they both are killed."

"But keep this in mind, nothing truly dies in the Waylon house. Grace and Max become ghosts, and they're off doing whatever, but they're no longer involved in the tournament."

So.. that Pit Stop in Hatchetfield tag team deathmatch huh.

[isjasz]

[Day 68]

More of the guys + cool glasses poses >:D

[egophiliac]

just thinking about hair and faces

[goldiipond]

can't believe these losers are 17 now

[zillychu]

"hey can you draw TTB fam as cats" <- Kei unaware I'm about to be unwell for 2 nights

extras under the cut!

[dapper-lil-arts]

Best redeemed Unicorn poll... the Sequel

[haunted-xander]

GIVE ME MY BODY BACK

[tls123]

thirty-one days of jiujiu(ly) — 2024 edition // day twenty-four + with bonus trauma a-niang, a-xian, jinzhu, and yinzhu ! + find the 2022 edition here

[akantorrr]

Dying halo

Based on this post:

I did say I'd draw it >:0

[transgendercastiel]

Because it comes from Heaven. That makes it just.

[l3irdl3rain]

Please provide video documentation of the old man's dinner dance

I think the term Dinner Dance has far overhyped what it actually is. But his circles grow more frantic the longer it takes for me to prepare his dinner. And I usually have to leave the room and come back several times bc I’ve forgotten one of his numerous meds or a spoon or something

[pinacoladamatata]

what have I become? my sweetest friend?

latching onto the 0.3 seconds of Astarion being soft in the trailer like it's a fckin lifeline lads

[amarylliasky]

Number 8! Lout of Count’s Family’s release is officially one week closer!

I was hesitant to post this because I wasn’t sure I liked how it came out, but whatever… Anyway, I was scrolling through Pinterest and found a pose reference that just made me think of them. Also, a little extra after because I posted so late. It’s a lot more messy and unfinished than I would normally post, but I kinda started to get burnt out and wanted to get it done tonight. I’m also practicing with some simpler styles so overall I don’t think it turned out too bad.

So I made it through an entire week so far! Phew! I can only pray I don’t get too tired to do the rest of this….. and in a timely manner

It’s them! In the certain instances where Cale had enough of Calyan(Roksoo)’ laziness, and finally forced his brother to get out of bed and do stuff. Ft Calyan dying of embarrassment in front of Ron. This is my third post for this au and it certainly won’t be the last! So look forward to some more Twin!AU shenanigans! Bonus under the cut.

[futurepastme]

God save... the president!?

Reincarnation au

Of all places Merlin thought he would find Arthur once he came back, a random American airport was not on the list.

Merlin was running. Not only had his alarm failed to wake him up on time, but he somehow also managed to enter the airport through the ‘arrivals’ instead of the ‘departures.’ So now Merlin ran, willing his flight to wait for him.

He dashed through the groups of people like a madman clutching his briefcase tightly, thanking whatever deities that were still out there for blessing him with the smart decision to only pack a carry-on. If he still had to go through check-in, he would 100% miss his flight.

Merlin kept his unplanned cardio exercise at a fast but steady pace until his eyes landed on a flight monitor. He stopped dead on his track, looking for his flight number, when he felt the sudden shock of a body colliding with him.

“Holy…! Do you not look where you're going?”

Merlin almost ignored the annoyed voice in favour of his fleeting chance of going home, but something – destiny, probably, as it often were – made him turn around to face the rude man that had almost toppled him over.

“Won't you say anything? Do you even know how much this shirt cost?”

Arthur Pendragon glared angrily at him. It took Merlin a while to move his gaze from the familiar face and fully take in the scene. Arthur held his blazer jacket open away from his shirt that was now drenched in something that looked suspiciously like coffee.

“Well then? Are you an idiot or something?”

The familiar insult seemed to rewire Merlin's brain and he found himself automatically responding with a shrug. “Takes one to know one.”

“What?” The blond looked back at him with a frown.

“Besides,” Merlin continued, “you're the one who bumped into me, so you don't get to be a rude asshole over your own mistake.”

“Rude…? My own…?” Merlin's disrespectful attitude seemed to throw him off, leaving him a confused mess. He let go of his blazer and recomposed himself. “Do you know who you're talking to?”

Merlin felt the wave of familiarity rushing through him, it seemed that some things never changed.

“Of course I know,” he felt a little smirk growing as Arthur's expression went back to bad concealed confusion. “I'm talking to a royal prat.”

Merlin was delighted, he could feel the waves of irritation and indignation that seemed to irradiate from Arthur and they made him want to giggle.

“Who do you think you are to…”

“Martin.” Merlin interrupted.

“Wha…”

“Martin Emerson.” He interrupted again, and offered his hand.

Arthur looked at his hand for a few seconds as if it were some kind of criminal offense that it existed, and then looked back at Merlin like he was some lunatic.

“You don't have any idea who I am, do you, Martin Emerson?”

Merlin smiled like it was Christmas as Arthur stared at him.

“I already told you that I do.” Merlin smiled sweetly. “You are the condescending jerk who almost killed me and then tried to blame me for it. Me! The victim of the crime!”

“Killed…” Arthur looked astonished, but the frown of irritation never left his face. “You know what? I don't have time for this. Get out of my way.”

Arthur pushed through Merlin nearly causing his fall. Again. “Who do you think you are? The president?”

“No, I'm his son, Arthur.” Arthur answered without looking back.

Merlin watched as Arthur walked away, leaving him gaping at the back of his head as Arthur went on his way like he hadn't just turned Merlin's world upside down with a five minute interaction.

“Last call for the flight G4014 to London.”

The metallic voice from the speakers shook Merlin out of his daze and his body auto-piloted him back to his mad dash through the airport.

It was only once he was safely sitting on his seat at the economic class – he had barely made it – ready to go home, that the full realization of what had happened dawned on him. Arthur was back, he was a complete prat again, and the most shocking news of all: Arthur Pendragon, the legendary King of Camelot, was American.

[cyberdontist]

MBAV Challenge (5/8) Favorite S2 Episode

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