#damn first 2023 post

[banenaz]

Gu- guess who's back 🌝

Back with shitty art ehe

Victor and his daughta uwu (bell? Idk)

So I got an ipad and well it's not easy to get used to it 💀 so ye next time maybe I'll have better art ehie

Anyway good to back (or am I really back-)

[mimimar]

finally completed my comic based on the song ivy by taylor swift!✿ please zoom in to read the text and see the details~

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you can get the digital zine pdf here! it includes extras like character profiles, costume design, more art of willow and ivy, zine-exclusive sketches and an illustrated guide to the symbolism of all the flowers in this comic.

you can also get prints of individual pages here!

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[cozylittleartblog]

the plague witch

available as a print on my etsy

[aerialworms-art]

Spocktober + Trektober Day 13 - First Contact

So. I heard in Strange New Worlds those two freaks shook hands? At their first meeting? Scandalous!

(ID under cut)

[Image ID: A black and white drawing of Jim Kirk and Spock shaking hands for the first time. Only their hands and a few inches of their uniform sleeves are visible. Spock's hand, on the left, is larger and shaking Jim's hand firmly. The rank stripes on their sleeves are visible - Spock's with a wide band and a thinner band above it, Jim's with a single wide band.

Sparks and fireworks surround their joined hands, radiating outward from where they've made contact.

Above the drawing is written "Trektober" and "Day 13 - First Contact" Below it is written "@aerialworms" and "Spocktober"./End ID]

[dazaiconfused]

Just imagine if we had these tour mini-vlogs during the Versus America era…

[pyr0peyt]

Winter be damned my girl can SLAY

[sadnesshotline]

she a baddie w her baddie friend 👯❄️ @aharris00britney x @ayoshi angel now available for early access!

[thegayassistant]

late game beronica might be one of the biggest curveballs that riverdale has ever given us and that is saying something considering it’s fucking riverdale. like never would i have expected canon beronica in 2023?????

[thefirstimagifabricator]

This is Actually such awful smudgy quality and it’s nearly two hours too late for my timezone but I went to get ready for bed before this and then I couldn’t be bothered with complex poses and anatomy (but still ended up struggling w positioning & anatomy rip) and Yes I did hide all the hands bc I couldn’t be bothered to draw any bc they’re a Pain In The Ass To Draw but uh.

happy sns day 2023 I suppose

It’s at least recognizable as them I’m fairly sure haha

[deathsmallcaps]

Ok I’m probably not the best person to say this, but I’ve been seeing a lot of (as of right now) accurate insults on how the CGI approach for the Live Action Little Mermaid movie, but please be mindful that you don’t take things too far, and *especially* don’t start going after Halle Bailey (Ariel’s actress) and to a lesser extent, Ariel the character.

Antiblackness is still an issue in a lot of fandom spaces, and it doesn’t just come out as using nasty slurs or stereotypes. It manifests as drawing Black characters lighter and/or with more white features, it comes out as removing Black partners from ships, and it starts out as plausibly deniable insults that get the door open to microaggressions and outright nasty comments.

I’m not saying that all discussion of the movie should be stalled, or even if it turns out to be an artistic failure, that it doesn’t merit discussion. I’m saying that you shouldn’t extend your vitriol to the characters and actors.

If you really feel the need to insult her, it might be worth a little introspection. Ask yourself, “Do I resent that they changed Ariel, or that they changed Ariel in this way?”. You’re not irredeemable if your personal answer isn’t kind. Just be more careful, try and observe how that sort of world view affects your behavior to others, and then course correct.

A lot of little kids would love to see another Black Princess. A lot of little kids would love to have a Black mermaid as a main character. Hell, a lot of adults would love those too. Black fantasy characters have long been excluded, transformed, killed, merely in the background, relegated to stereotypes, villainized and have hardly ever in the spotlight, especially in major productions.

Don’t make it harder for kids (and adults!) to see themselves on screen. Don’t ruin their wonder. So don’t make unkind comments. Keep it to yourself. Frankly, Halle looks beautiful, and I can’t wait to see the sparkles in her fans’ eyes as she swims across the screen.

[bruhstation]

first time doing artfight! I'll be siding with the vampires this year :]

I have a total of 16 characters; 5 ocs, 3 characters from my deltarune AU, and 8 characters from casa tidmouth! I've included descriptions and little blurbs for each of them that you can read ^_^ so catch me over at heterocaine!

https://artfight.net/~heterocaine

[oflgtfol]

in my monthly “mourning the part of me that died last year” era

[cantofworms]

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[leonstamatis]

Rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.

tagged by @waveridden!

a window to break out

The first time he tries to get home, it’s with the ruined pieces of the Tallus in his hands.

Nate knows he was right when he told Blink not to come back for him; there’s too much risk to that. He had to close the door and lock these worlds away, where no one can get hurt. But the Tallus had stayed behind with him.

2. symbiosis

It isn’t that Doric wants a rogue in the party. Rogues are worse liars than anyone, if Forge was anything to go by, and she doesn’t have the patience for that.

3. driftwood

If asked, anyone around would say the best thing Annie Cresta ever did was float.

It was an uneventful final. Bodies, animal and human and mechanical alike, floated like driftwood in the aftershocks of a disaster and the cameras searched the wreckage for any sign of life.

4. honey, honey

Edric plops down onto Ruthless’ bed with what can only be described as a shit-eating grin. He holds a journal in his hands, pages yellowed and leather binding split along the spine where it’s been opened and shut too many times. Edric holds it out toward Ruthless with a little shake.

5. from the bones to the other side

Before the fall, things were… Okay, Edric wouldn’t say things were easier. But they were simpler. Less room for error and for that creeping sense of anxiety and uncertainty on the back of his neck.

6. the waiting and the wanting

Nerd looks lovely today. It’s hardly a surprise; Val is of the expert opinion that Nerd is always lovely, regardless of date or time or circumstance, but he’s not so much of a zealot that he’ll confess as much.

7. something wicked

The first time we speak after she disappears, it’s standing in the bay with cold water splashing against our hips. She’s staring off into the distance, where the sun hovers just above the horizon. With the reflection in the water, it makes a perfect circle. A gold coin just out of reach for the both of us.

8. hooked

The doorway to this realm is foreboding. An arch of animal bones shimmers in the air in front of Lyke, and he almost wants to turn around and high-tail it somewhere else. If the point of an escape route is to take him somewhere safer, then this doesn’t really fit the bill.

9. ground control

“It’s so quiet.”

They’re the first words out of Rivers’ mouth when Caleb tracks her down. She speaks in a shell-shocked monotone that Caleb has heard before — usually after someone is pulled from a burning building, though.

10. burning

Let’s set the scene, then.

It’s a bar in Houston. The lights above the door flicker intermittently. Most of the letters are dim or altogether broken, leading most of those who pass by to believe in its status as a shady, disreputable establishment. Rather than enter from street level, you have to walk down a half flight of stairs.

i thiiiiink most of my writerly mutuals have been tagged in this already but just for funsies i'll go ahead and tag @sarsaparillia @magictavern @birdlord5000 and anyone else who wants to!

[thinkingthingsthrough]

would it be insane of me to try and go see ed sheeran twice in detroit next month after already seeing him in toronto this month

[forlix]

𝘀𝘂𝗯𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁・l.f.

— in which you forget that your hot housemate follows you on twitter.

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀・1.1k 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴・roommate!felix x gn!streamer!reader 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲𝘀・fluff, flirting, kind of an smau, implied friends to lovers, humor if u count jeongin being a piece of shit

𝗮/𝗻・saw this tweet the other day and it was so painfully lix coded that i knew i had to write something asap. contains a tiny bit of gaming jargon but is hopefully comprehensible. ENJOY ♡

y/n ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ @ y/nxx

if someone brings you fresh cut fruit to your table when you're gaming, they either like LIKE you or it's your mom

11:23 A.M.・Oct. 2023・220.2K Views

bokkie 🐣 liked your post.

“My tweet?”

You read aloud the newest text in your chatroom, and your face brightens when you remember the one in question.

“Oh, about the fruit—no, it’s so true though. And I love my mom, don't get me wrong, but I have an inkling she did it to guilt trip me." You change your posture and adopt your best motherly tone of voice. "‘This is your tenth consecutive hour wasting your young adulthood in front of that damn screen. I am now going to hand deliver apple slices straight to your mouth.’ That kind of vibe, y'know?"

A slew of messages follows your anecdote, but it is a comment from one of your moderators that catches your eye first:

je0ng1n: what about the other option tho 👀

You groan at the sight of his username. “Man, why are you always here? Don't you have a job?"

je0ng1n: i’m on break je0ng1n: taking a dump je0ng1n: ungrateful bitch

You brandish a middle finger to the camera. “Hope the dump sucks."

je0ng1n: HEY je0ng1n: don’t even joke about that :(

An involuntary cackle precedes your next words. “If you’re actually wondering, though, the only person who’s brought me fruit while I’m playing video games is indeed my mother. Heartbreaking, I know.”

At this, the steady flow of messages morphs into a gallery of depressed cat emoticons; your audience never fails to impress you with their way with words.

“But if someone other than your disappointed parent is bringing you fruit,” you go on, “they might as well get on one knee in the process, honestly. That's such an adorable, loving thing to do.”

Suddenly, the words MATCH FOUND splash across your monitor, and you move your cursor to accept the game invite—only to be met with a pop-up window and a familiar error sound that grates on your ears like screeching tires.

You know how this story ends: the lights in your mouse go dark, and you look on in dejected silence.

je0ng1n: LMFAOOOOO je0ng1n: bro’s mouse definitely just exploded again

“You guessed it," you sigh. “Hang tight for a sec, guys."

Half an hour ago, you could’ve sworn you heard sneakers being kicked off, a set of keys falling against plastic. Now, you pull one side of your headphones off and roll your chair a few feet backward, calling through your half-open door: “Lix, are you home?”

You pick up on a soft clunk that sounds like metal hitting wood—the cutting board, maybe?—and then your housemate's low, accented answer bounces off the walls of your shared hallway.

“Yeah, you alright?”

“The mouse,” you say helplessly.

“Ah.” It’s not the first time you’ve summoned him for this. “Be right there.”

A few seconds later, you remember to tack on a hurried disclaimer: “I’m live, by the way!”

“I know.”

This brings a bashful smile to your face, though the expression quickly turns to one of pure dismay when you return to your desk and witness the disastrous state of your chat.

Felix has become a regular guest on your stream by now, always popping in to show you a TikTok or ask for your opinion on a new pair of jeans or simply give your camera an awkward wave—but he may as well own your channel with how completely and unequivocally he has captured the hearts of your viewers. They’re convinced he’s the sexiest person to ever grace the earth, with his chiseled features and coffee-colored eyes; with a grin that could set entire estates on fire and a voice that could scrape the nadir of the Grand Canyon.

Do you agree? Absolutely.

Do you have any intention of voicing this sentiment, so long as you’re splitting rent with him? Absolutely the hell not.

Another of Jeongin’s messages—GET ME HIS NUMBER OR I GET VIOLENT—inspires you to minimize the stream window before Felix gets here. It’s for the best.

A few moments later, the door opens, and the air shifts inside your room. A hand comes to rest on the top of your head; a familiar silhouette appears in your periphery. There is a fond grin plastered across your face and a bright greeting sitting readily on the tip of your tongue.

But then, Felix places a plate of freshly cut fruit in the empty space to the left of your keyboard—here, he hums, the sound falling against the shell of your ear like a drop of melted chocolate. And the gears of your brain grind to a complete stop.

There is no further acknowledgment; no supplementary explanation for what he's just done. He simply picks up your mouse and gets to work.

The words of your tweet swim dizzyingly before your eyes, not unlike those halos of stars and birds that revolve around disoriented cartoon characters. And you’re suddenly, achingly aware of your roommate's arm nudging against yours as he tinkers away; of the aromas of vanilla and laundry detergent that always come with his proximity; of the heat that’s risen to your face, and the plethora of questions that have surfaced to your mind.

A soft huff of laughter follows a gentle utterance of your name, and you snap out of your trance. Felix’s eyes are glinting with amusement when you meet them.

“It’s been recalibrated,” he says, handing back your mouse. “Just give it a few minutes.”

Your fingertips brush over his palm when you accept the object, and even this blink of contact has your heart performing an elaborate hopscotch routine across the plane of your chest.

It’s either your mom, or…

“Thank you,” you mumble, finally retrieving your larynx from the bottom of the Atlantic.

“Anytime,” Felix returns, and you know he means it. “You need a duo, by the way?"

“Yes, please.”

He gives you a warm smile at this, and there’s a hint of something else—something new—in the curve of his lips. “Give me two.” And he’s gone as quickly as he'd come.

You will never know how Felix slips his phone out of his pocket the second he emerges from your room, his pulse hounding his ears as he turns a nervous gaze upon his screen.

There is now a supersonic blur of messages saturating your chatroom, a colorful cacophony of moving emotes and capital letters, but he is focused wholly on the person in front of the camera and how you slowly lift a hand to your mouth, deathly silent despite your every viewer demanding your comment on the matter, your sanguine cheeks visible even through the gaps of your fingers.

That is all he needs to know.

Felix sinks into the leather of his gaming chair and bends to power on his computer. Only after a deep breath blows past his lips does his smile start to stretch into a grin, every bit as embarrassed as it is relieved.

je0ng1n: no way je0ng1n: no fucking way je0ng1n: my heart fluttered je0ng1n: wtf je0ng1n: how’d you pull HIM??

y/nxx has removed je0ng1n as a moderator of this channel.

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