#dunno how i feel about it

[cheerioskid]

the lonely little sun :,)

this is a little skyblings comic i made for the moonrise au by @germworms and i!! more details below vv

some general context if you're not familiar with the au: basically it's a life series/hermitcraft au about gods and humans and kingdoms and all that cool stuff :) pearl and grian are the current moon and sun gods respectively (their predecessors are joel and lizzie but there are other posts for their lore)

now onto the comic vv

a big concern of grians is becoming too overwhelmed with his position as sun god as that can cause a supernova and subsequently the destruction of the entire system soooo

all throughout childhood pearl has made it clear to him that she's always available to talk to and as a way of looking out for him she often (not maliciously) speaks on his behalf and allows him to be a recluse basically (she just really cares for him as they're both the only close family they really have; jimmys like a distant cousin in this au lmao)

when they were kids and coming to terms w the fact that they're literal gods w responsibilities pearl would try to tell grian the story of joel (prev sun god) and his fate in a very roundabout way as to not scare him but warn him about the pressures of his future position and encourage him to be open with her

(also ik stars are technically scott's thing in the au but the sun is also a star?? sooo it makes sense when in reference to grian/joel)

the dialogue is taken from shane koyczan's piece "for instance" i highly recommend checking it out!! all of his poetry is insane and heart wrenching

check out the moonrise au tag and Sea's profile for more posts and lore!!!

[androgynouspenguinexpert]

my compliments!

[fluffybugz]

Getting ready for episode 2 (I can hardly contain myself)

[vinnigami]

November 21 2023

i tried procreate

[stars-and-spice]

Donna's thoughts in this moment: 'oh GOD am I going to have to kiss him? AGAIN??'

[lesbian-batgirl]

My uterus is waging a war of attrition right now, so y’all get a Talia for my troubles. No the lighting isn’t consistent, no I don’t care.

Original panel is below the cut.

DCeased: Hope at World’s End #10

[sig-got-a-gun]

SIGOURNEY

The Conqueror; daring king.

[existentialarachnid]

I don’t like that i put genuine effort into this

[the-broken-pen]

hey!! Here’s a writing prompts for you: a human accidentally meets a sly, villainous vampire at a bar or club and the vampire messes with their mind (compulsion, hypnosis, or something else) to get their blood?

Hello! Thank you so much for the ask!

Someone entered the club, and Hannah felt it. The crowd got a bit quieter, as if someone had lowered the volume, and she turned to look—

A hand caught her chin, turning it back towards the bartender as its owner settled beside them.

“What’s a lovely thing like you doing in a place like this?” Their voice was smooth in an uncomfortable way, in scalpel precision and well oiled perfection.

The noise of the club slammed back into place.

She blinked, fingers cold around her glass.

“A night club?” Her voice felt rough, and she wasn’t sure why. The newcomer eyed her, and she was’t sure if it was appreciation or something a shade darker.

Her fingers began to ache around their glass. “As far as pickup lines go, that was spectacularly awful. Maybe start with your name next time.”

“Ezekiel”

Hannah looked over, and found Ezekiel grinning, mouth sharp like barbed wire.

“How biblical,” she murmured, and the bartender refilled their glass. Ezekiel simply watched, hands empty. The bartender didn’t offer to take their order. Ezekiel didn’t try to place one, either.

“You never answered my question.”

Hannah frowned, brow crinkling. “You mean your awful pickup line? I wasn’t aware that type of statement garnered a response. Or any type of favorable reaction, generally.”

Ezekiel simply smiled, and her heart jumped.

She sighed. “Enjoying a night out. Having fun. What does it look like?”

Ezekiel leaned closer, close enough that she could almost feel their breath against her ear, but not quite.

“It doesn’t look like fun,” they murmured. She stared into her glass.

“And this is your problem, how?”

She could feel them smiling.

“Pretty things shouldn’t be sad.”

She scoffed. “If you go away, I’ll give you enough money to buy a better book of pickup lines.”

This time, Ezekiel laughed.

“I don’t need help in that department, trust me,” they leaned against the bar, and took her drink from her. They sipped from it, too pretty and too sexual and too gorgeous, and smiled around the rim of it. “Do you think you aren’t pretty, Hannah?”

She jerked her head to look at them.

“I didn’t tell you my name,” she said, and it was entirely too close to a yelp. Her breath stuck in her throat like a rock, and she grabbed for her bag—

“It’s on your napkin,” Ezekiel soothed.

It wasn’t. She knew it wasn’t.

The air felt too hot, like she was drowning, and the lights looked the same but they were the wrong color.

Her napkin flickered when she looked at it, and her name was there.

Her heart slowed but her gut clenched.

“That wasn’t there,” she said shakily, and Ezekiel watched her with something that was a bit too hungry to be concern.

“Why would I lie?”

Hannah laughed, and it was panicked, and she stood up to leave.

“I think I should go—“ her eyes caught Ezekiel’s, and her temples twinged with pain, and she blinked, and she was sitting down.

“Are you alright, Hannah?”

The chair under her swiveled a bit, and she looked over at Ezekiel.

“Yeah, why?”

The bartender refilled her drink.

“You just seemed a bit panicked, is all.”

There was something close to amusement in Ezekiel’s eyes, so she laughed.

“Why would I be panicked?”

They grinned.

“Question of the year, love.”

She laughed again, and the world fritzed, like a bad signal television laying two images over one another, and snapped back to normal.

Her head hurt. The glass was too loud when she set it down.

“I think I’ve had enough to drink,” she said honestly, and it came out too loud. She put a stack of cash on the bar, and stood up.

“It was lovely to meet you—“ she caught Ezekiel’s eye, and she blinked, and she was sitting down.

They were laughing.

“What happened?” She asked, and her tongue felt numb, as if it were the wrong size for her mouth.

Ezekiel smiled, and for a moment, she was reminded of the big cats at the zoo, with that intelligent gleam of their eyes, the sharpness of their teeth.

She blinked and it was gone.

“Nothing, love.”

For some reason, the nickname made her warm, bubbly like champagne.

She laughed.

Ezekiel leaned forward, and she shivered.

“Why don’t we get out of here? It’s a bit loud.”

The noise was deafening.

She nodded.

“Yeah, let me just call a cab—“ she punched the numbers into her phone, glancing at Ezekiel, and when she looked back, her phone was gone.

Her head hurt, and something was wrong, horribly wrong.

“Where’s my—“

“I have it, love,” Ezekiel said. They tucked it into their pocket. “Come now, let’s go.”

She didn’t want to, and she didn’t know why she didn’t want to, but she opened her mouth to protest and found herself wrapping her arm in Ezekiel’s outside.

She jerked, but they didn’t let go.

“Alright there, love?”

“Let go of me,” she hissed, and they glanced down, amused.

“You’re very resistant to glamour, do you know that?”

Hannah grimaced, tugging at her arm.

“Let me go, or I’ll scream—“ she glanced out, because if they were by the club, then countless people would hear her scream. And somewhere among them would be someone who would help.

They weren’t outside the club. She had no idea where they were.

“What,” she breathed, and Ezekiel hummed.

“Resistant, but not immune,” they commented. They eyed her, examining her face, and tutted. “Still on the brink though.”

They turned to face her, keeping her arm clasped in their own.

“Hannah, love, I need you to do something for me,” her blood felt sluggish, and she wanted to start screaming, but her mouth wouldn’t move, and she was so so cold—

She nodded.

Ezekiel grinned, tilting her chin up, before placing his lips just below ear.

“Hannah darling,” he murmured, and her mind was a mass of colors and shapes and she was on the edge of being lost and she was scared and she didn’t want to let go and she wanted to go home. “Fall.”

She woke up in the ER.

[mik-mania]

started clonidine and had super fucking vivid dreams last night, plus woke up every hour on the hour

[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[remxedmoon]

so all you need to do right now is disappear.

HHHHAPPY ISATVERSARY EVERYONE. here’s redraws for every single battle cg in the game. 36 drawings this time around, with 11 of those being custom (though admittedly a good portion of those are edits). combined with the portrait redraws i made back in september, i’ve made 114 redraws for this project! jesus christ! just like those redraws, these are completely free to use!! as long as i’m credited and it’s not for commercial purposes, go wild!! do whatever you want!!!

no i didn’t make these for isat’s 1 year anniversary this is just wildly good timing.

i genuinely can’t fit all of these cgs in one post even with the 30 image limit on browser, but i’ll still try to fit Most of them below the cut (without making this post horrifically long), along with some notes that might be important 👍

okay! once again, i labeled all of the custom art as such in the drive(UPDATE. NNOT TRUE ANYMORE. reformatted file names to be easier to mod in auau. apologies!), but if you want a full list, the customs are hatless siffrin jackpot, bonnie jackpot, bonnie special attack, bigfrin attack, and a bunch of alts which are definitely not related to any projects i’ve been thinking about don’t worry about it. and out of those customs, only like. 3 of them are actually completely from scratch.

while i did my absolute best to keep the aspect ratios completely the same as the originals, there’s 3 exceptions that i just couldn’t get to work.

isabeau’s hair in his special attack cg wouldn’t fit in frame if i kept things completely accurate to the og, so i moved his cg down a bit. it shouldn’t cause any issues with modding or anything, it’ll just appear slightly lower than it does in game. alas…

isabeau’s sleeve and mirabelle’s hair made their jackpot sprites a little larger than the originals? i’m hoping this doesn’t have too much of an effect (since the jackpot sprites have inconsistent sizes) but i can’t test this myself unfortunately. aaa feel free to let me know on discord if any problems arise!!

i managed to fix these, so they aren’t going to cause problems now, but my original drawings for mirabelle and siffrin in the final attack scene were a pain in the ass to fix. mirabelle’s sprite was slightly too talk to fit in frame and siffrin’s hat whacked bonnie in the face while i was editing everyone together. i’m only mentioning this because it took like an hour and a half to fix them and finish the scene.

all that aside, these were a fucking BLAST to work on. apparently this ended up taking 57 hours over exactly 10 days. which is a little worrying if you do the math on that but somehow i have not burnt myself out. i will be doing enemies at some point!!! but probably not for a little bit. i think my friends will actually kill me if i don’t take a break.

once again, happy birthday isat. you’ve ruined my life and i wouldn’t have it any other way (silly).

also, on an actual serious note, this little timeloop game has genuinely changed my life for the better? you guys are probably sick of hearing it at this point (or maybe not, i don’t talk about myself That Much. i hope), but i was practically a ghost for about 2 years before joining this fandom. it’s a little surreal to suddenly have friends (plural!!!) and people who Care about me, or even know i exist, honestly. it’s weird!! in a good way!!!

i don’t think i would’ve ever come back to social media if this community wasn’t so welcoming. i’ve met a lot of really great people through this game!!! so, uh, thank you isat, i guess. here’s to another year.

[thejumbers]

dan, we can bring him back to life

[shrublee]

Everythings weirdly nice right now and its so weird?? Like usually I'm like super stressed and everything feels super fast or like everything feels slow and like theres this weird depression in the back of the mind and I don't wanna do anything

Like schools still kinda a lot but the weekends have been really nice and instead of being too fast or too slow they are like weirdly in the middle, like normal??? That probably shouldnt be weird but it is

[magicicephoenix]

can you really be sure when you’ll never see him again?

inspired by @vypridae’s macabre maltreatment au, where the boys used to be separate but were shoved in the same body and don’t take to it very well :)

[nothingbizzare]

Cold winds and warm hands