#cringe culture IS dead btw

[x-doom-and-gloom-x]

Absolutely devastated over the fact that my entire life would have been different if I watched my digital escape instead of Dan and Phil

[heeheelissy]

we have been given technology but at what cost. at what fucking cost

[555bunnies]

My red flag is that I was a danganronpa fan, I was feeling nostalgic…

[cyberstarzzz]

RUAGHH DAVEKAT COLLAGE

[sorayume24]

I did the cringe oc challenge

The challenge:

Demon✅️

Wolf✅️

Princess✅️

Bullied ✅️

Fairy dust hair✅️

Nerd✅️

Glow in the dark eyes ✅️

Scars✅️

Family except mom hates her✅️

Mom gives her necklace and dies✅️

Fake smile cus depression✅️

Anyway, i made a proper fleshed out backstory for her

The star demon princess of her kingdom, the prophecy foretold that the eighth child would dethrone her father and become a corrupt queen so, when she was born, the family didn't like her and neither did the townspeople often she would get magic scars from her sisters, however Her mother was kind, but would soon be sentenced to death for giving birth to her, she would spend her time alone reading books and practicing magic, she would try to grab attention of others but it would be nothing but insults and abuse, as much as she wanted to be loved but Everyone was afraid that she will be an evil queen and her father made her smile to make her perfect to only hold the family image together, she is a slave to the royal blood and society

This is how to make a cringe oc not cringe or to spice things up or be different, Infact it's not cringe at all she's a queen.

[mountain-lion-gremlin]

Im nonhuman. What chu gonna do about it? Take away my birthday? Nah, mind your business and ill mind mine.

[bitey-the-alien]

This is me btw, if yall even care (real)

[skeletal-decay]

bub PLEASE show what 15 yr old you was posting. plz 🙏

lucky for you i have drafted a few reblogs from my old account, since i still enjoy them quite a bit. so you’ll see them soon :] HOWEVER…. there is also a lot that im choosing to leave behind because it is painfully obvious 2019 freshly-out-of-the-closet-queer kid humor. and yearning. and unorganized thoughts everywhere.

there’s much much more but they’re all really long text posts that had several reblogged additions. so i cannot fit them here <//3

[smoshmonker]

keep your eyes on me

prince ian & knight anthony tears of the kingdom au

words: 1360

based off of this

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Screaming pain traveled up his arm, snaked in red and black like a grotesque tattoo. He could barely hear over the sound of crumbling rock, and with each moment that passed, the pain grew stronger. Falling to his knees, he gripped his bicep tightly, hoping for any kind of relief.

“Anthony! Are you -?”

The sound of crumbling rock grew louder. A startled yelp followed it, and Anthony turned over his shoulder just in time to see the prince begin falling into the large chasm that had just been created.

Anthony didn’t think. His legs sprung him forward into the chasm after him, his injured arm reaching out toward Ian’s outstretched hand. Just a little closer, and they’d be okay. Just a little closer. As long as they were together, they would be okay. They could do anything.

He missed.

A pained gasp escaped his lungs as Ian fell, further and further into the darkness before being engulfed in a bright, golden light. He disappeared.

That was the last thing he remembered before despair and darkness consumed him.

***

Anthony opened his eyes slowly, realizing he was floating.

Green and blue clouds circled around him like a warm embrace. Chancing a glance downward, he caught sight of a beautiful white dragon, shimmering blue scales adorning the gold spikes along its back. To anyone else, this was the sunlight dragon. To him, though, this was his best friend.

Before he could think about it again, his arm - Rauru’s arm - began glowing, shaking, begging him to move it. Bewildered, he complied, lifting it upward. Wisps of light began pouring downward, landing inconspicuously onto the dragon’s mane. Soon enough, the ghostly forms of Rauru and Sonia placed their hands gently over his own, and the golden wisps became a golden beam of light, engulfing the dragon completely. It soon got too bright for Anthony to look. He squeezed his eyes shut until the white behind them disappeared.

Rauru and Sonia’s hands left his own. He opened his eyes. In place of the dragon floated an unconscious Ian, haloed in a bright light. He wore a white tunic adorned with emerald and rust-colored Zonai runes, a gold stone around his neck. The long hair that usually covered his eyes moved gently with the breeze.

Anthony’s mind raced, but none of his thoughts were coherent - least of all about his arm returning to normal. Glancing over his shoulder, he watched the ghosts take each other’s hands, slowly dissipating into wisps together.

The breeze grew stronger around him as he felt gravity begin to take hold again. His eyes fell closed, feeling himself move backward, floating on air, his unasked questions and thoughts dissipating into wisps too.

His eyes shot open with a loud gasp. He was falling, wind whipping at his bare torso and hair. As he looked around at the sky, bathed in the light of the setting sun, his first and only thought was -

He gasped again. Below him, several feet below, Ian was falling. Anthony took in a shallow breath, not bothering to think again as he dove through the air to catch up. He couldn’t, wouldn’t make the same mistake again. As he reached toward Ian’s hand, an updraft took him upward, keeping them apart.

“Anthony…?!”

Just barely heard above the wind, there was Ian, conscious and absolutely terrified. He immediately slapped his hands over his eyes tightly. Anthony knew he had a fear of heights,  and this was not going to help.

Letting out a frustrated grunt, Anthony began diving again, closer and closer.

“Everything's gonna be okay!” he shouted, though he wasn’t sure if Ian could hear. If he did, he didn’t respond. It made Anthony want to move faster. He needed to close this gap. “Just give me your hand!”

Ian didn’t respond. His chest was heaving, his hands over his eyes so tight that Anthony noticed they were white with the pressure. He was panicking, and Anthony couldn’t blame him.

Now they were only a few feet apart. He tried again. “Ian. Look at me.” He didn’t have to shout to be heard anymore. He kept his voice gentle, and Ian pulled shaky hands away from his eyes after a moment. He looked up, the most scared Anthony had ever seen him, and he knew he had to be strong for the both of them right now. “Give me your hand, man! I got you. I promise.”

Watery blue eyes met determined brown, and Ian reached up after what seemed like barely any thought. Anthony reached down, further and further until they grasped each other’s wrists. Ian’s grip was like iron, but so was Anthony’s. Glancing down, he noticed they were fast approaching land, thankfully above a large body of water.

“Keep your eyes on me, Ian. Don’t look down.”

Ian nodded as Anthony pulled him closer, turning them both so that their heads faced the water.

They looked at each other, a sense of familiarity and comfort between them, taking each other in for the first time in what felt like years. They stared until they couldn’t anymore, interrupted by a loud splash and water traveling up their noses. Anthony didn’t dare let go of Ian’s wrist.

They swam up to the surface at the same time, filling their lungs with fresh air. Once Anthony could see Ian’s head above water, he let go of his wrist, and they both just stayed there, treading water for a moment, perhaps processing the fact that they were alive. 

“C’mon.”

Once they reached land, Ian crawled into the grass and flopped onto his back, his chest still heaving. Water clung to his hair and clothes, making his face shine in the waning sunlight. Anthony slowly walked over, laying down beside him. The breeze ruffled the grass and nearby flowers as Ian spoke.

“...Hey, um. Thanks. For that.”

“You’re welcome. Sorry it took so long.”

Blowing out a quiet breath, Ian looked anywhere other than his companion. “I really thought we were gonna die.”

An awkward silence fell between them. Anthony sighed softly. “I was scared, too. You don’t have to be embarrassed about it, man.”

Ian opened his mouth to respond, possibly to retort, but the words died in his mouth. It had been obvious how scared he was. Deciding to drop the subject, he picked up fistfuls of grass, opening his hand to let them flutter back to the ground. Suddenly, Ian sat up abruptly. “Wait!” There was a wild look in his eyes as he stared at Anthony, who slowly sat up. “You have the sword. So it worked! Then…why…” He glanced down at his hand, his brows furrowing.

“I don’t really get it, either,” he answered, slightly unsure. “But we can thank your ancestors for bringing you back.”

Ian looked up, and they locked eyes again. There were lots of things unanswered, but for now he nodded, laying back in the grass again. Anthony followed suit.

The silence that followed was a little less awkward. Anthony glanced over at him, at his best friend, the friend that he thought he had lost forever, and had to force himself to remember to breathe. Ian glanced over, too, a confused smile pulling at his lips.

“What, dude?”

There were a lot of things he could say. A lot of things he should say; about how much he cared about him, about how terrified and sad he had been knowing what Ian had done, what he’d sacrificed to get the sword restored, about how much Anthony had cried for him. 

Instead, he let himself smile mischievously. “I can’t believe you risked your life. For me. You must really love me.”

An embarrassed blush rose to the prince’s cheeks. “What?! It wasn’t for you, douchebag! It was to save Hyrule!”

“Since when have you cared about Hyrule that much?”

“Since I became the only one left of the royal family. Dick,” he insisted angrily, but his voice wavered slightly and his cheeks were still pink.

Anthony grinned, but decided to give him some grace. “Well, it was pretty cool of you. And dragons are badass. You should have seen what you looked like.”

Seemingly relieved, Ian smiled slightly. “I’ll have to take your word for it. But if you think I was badass, then I must have been. More badass than the Demon King, right?”

“Dude, way more badass.”

Pleased by that answer, Ian’s smile grew and he turned to look up at the sky. Anthony did, too, and for the first time in weeks, he felt at home.

[thejacketscloset]

Taking a "What canine are you" and immediately wanting to make a fursona after the result

[rebp1lled]

why am i so sick today :( left school early (at like 11:30) because my head hurt, took a bunch of medicine, threw up, more medicine and my head still hurts i need a hug TmT

[weirdartistalien]

hey followers can I bring you some oc x cannon content?

animation vs animator more like animation vs my gay ass *ragdoll noises*

both likes and reblogs appreciated!1!!! :3

btw love hearing what you say in the tags!

Please uh enjoy :)

spiky hair guy goes by he/it/they/that :]

follow my on sketcher united @jazzers for more content!!!

[scucouncil-doodles]

🥺👉👈 Homestuck troll horns? For me? Pretty please?

just for you ozzie <3 also DISCLAIMER TO ALL HOMESTUCKS I ONLY KNOW HS THROUGH OSMOSIS I JUST LIKE FUNKY HORNS AND THREW SOME ON. so if anything's inaccurate that's why ^^"

[zenythycal]

Btw if you guys do anything for me never normalize shipping shight

Not because its bad or problematic or anything no no no

It’s just should not be normal.

[the-halfling-prince]

Had this vision in my head, had to draw it. Idk what the context is but here's another teen Zephyr drawing but this time one of my ocs is there too

[raincandy-u]

some people do s/i x canon or oc x canon which i fully support but i am on another level by doing s/i x oc and making a huge harem for myself with like 8 or 9 people because i'm my own mary sue