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[mmothfia]

I MADE THIS AS A JOKE BUT I THINK THEYD PLAY ROBLOX TOGETHER SOMETIMES

[nostalgic-muffins]

Hello pretty...how are you doing today and family? Your profile caught my attention and I found you really appealing to me and I'm just lonely man looking for someone who will give me time, attention and texting me when you off work. However, I'll like to be your sugar-daddy. Let me know if you're interested.

?!?!?!? ARE YOU A BOT ?!?!? IF YOURE NOT THEN JUMP OFF THE GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE ?!?!?! IF YOU ARE THEN TELL YOUR CREATOR TO JUMP OFF THE GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE ?!?!?!

[mothdustts]

heyoo i just opened an askbox feel free to ask me anything or if you wanna be friends :DD

[raspberryflo]

Various magnus archives drawings I did while listening to it (I stopped at mag 101 for unguessable reasons)

[almondpiglet]

super five/claw stuff i did for practice

[just-indi]

Did I post this already? If so repost:3

HIII!!! Please don’t hesitate to reblog/repost my art with credit!!!^_^

[floramau]

Y si los muertos aman, después de muertos amarnos más

[opioidkara]

* makes my fav indigenous * * makes my fav indigenous * * makes my fav indigenous * * makes my fav indigenous * * makes my fav indi

introducing my new eddsworld au where nothing changes except Tom is cree 😁💥

[viveela]

So I have questions about Stripe #3 and I decided I'll answer them myself with a comic

This is part one and before anyone asks yeah I'm making this with the storyboard style in mind

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[transmascutena]

the poor little meow meow-ifictation of saionji in this fandom has got to stop i can't take it any more

[rystiel]

this episode airs in june. by the way. doctor whoke do your thang 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

[hyperfixat]

haiii so dw this month for sure a chapter of the star rail fic is coming cross my heart, i just really wanted to write this. so theres a visual novel on this app called dorian called shark bait (by rose magpie i think) and i really like it and wanted to contribute to the little fandom its growing!! check it out pls i love it sm if you do use my link so i get some in app currency i can use to support this creator and others like them: https://dorian.app.link/2Y85rYySoKb

(the app lets creators make profit off of their work and when you use the link i’ll get a currency that allows me to help the authors get money)

also any diehard gw fans,. if youre outther,. sorry for th character assassination

At first GW doesn’t care. Why should he bother to coddle this human that’s going to be dead within the month? They’re pitiful, always making those little squeaks and screams when something startles them. Their fear stank up his room for nearly the whole week, he even partially caved, attempting to relax the poor thing by giving it Rhin’s stupid notebook. That sort of worked, dampening the concentration of fear in the air.

He’s half surprised that no one’s made a chomp at it, what with how the scent lingers over them at all times. The other half of him is proud at how well his men respect his authority and know not to mess with what is his.

Sometime throughout the week he had to babysit you, he began to see you as a pet, and called you such. The first time he let the pet name slip it was as he was escorting you through the halls, few sharks were around, but the name brought a fire to your face and made you tuck your head down. You tried to hide your face, opting to grasp the back of his jacket to stick closer to him. If you stumbled into his feet a couple times in your desperation to hide yourself, he didn’t mention it.

Then the whole Posideon revival thing happened, what a show that was, but it was the catalyst for him to realize (and admit to himself) that he wants you to like him the way you like the others.

You’re practically suctioned to Rhin’s side, and Rhin, the sap, enables it! If Rhin needs to visit Akhelios you follow along like a little puppy; if Rhin wants a snack you stick to him like a barnacle; if Rhin needed to take a shit he wouldn’t be surprised if you followed him in the bathroom.

That’s not to say you don’t like him or the others, though he has a sinking feeling he’s your least favorite of the four of them (excluding Akhelios, he doesn’t see most of your interactions with the god, so he can’t make a good judgment). GW doesn’t know how to fix that, but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t try.

“Pet, come here.” He tries to say it casually. The five of you are relaxing in a common area and you’re not actively cuddling up to someone. It seems as good a time as ever to begin making you forge a bond with him.

You startle, looking up at him like a deer in headlights. GW looks at you expectantly, but you avert your gaze and look to Rhin, who gives GW a suspicious eye raise, but nods at you — either reassuring you or granting you permission. GW doesn’t like that, he stops himself from growling, despite the urge building up in his chest, as to not frighten you further and detract your desire to get close to him.

You stand from your spot next to Tiggy who watches the situation carefully, as if spectating a drama show. Your steps are timid and uncertain as you walk up to GW. You stop a few feet in front of him, briefly making eye contact before looking back down at his chest. When he stands, it's then how much larger he is than you comes into perspective for him. Even with his slouch he stands a good few heads taller than you in this form. Though logically he knows that isn’t a good thing in terms of making you relax easier around him, it stirs something in the pit of his stomach to look down on you so casually.

“Come with me.” You glance back at the three remaining sharks, gauging their expressions. While curious none of them indicate that you shouldn’t follow GW. Tiggy even gives you an encouraging nod.

GW leads you down the hallway to his chambers, opening the door for you and locking it behind him.

“Is there a reason you asked for me?”

GW stalks behind his mess of a desk and grabs a leather bound journal. It makes a solid thunk when he drops it on the desk.

“I found another one of Rhin’s old drawing collections.” He slides it to the edge of his desk, indicating he wants you to retrieve it. You follow through and place your hand on the cool cover. “You seemed to like the first one I gave you. ‘Figured you’d like to play with this one as well.”

You stare down at the bound pages. It’s clearly been done by hand, but professionally. You wonder how long it took Rhin to make, unless someone else bound the pages for him? GW taps the cover, urging you to pick it up.

“Feel free to destroy it, burn it, whatever; same as the first one.” GW huffs.

You thank him and move to lay on the couch to idly flip through the pages; they contain a variety of sketches and finished works, clinical, personal, silly. The aging of the pages tells you this book may very well be older than your great great grandma. Eventually you find the point Rhin likely lost (or was robbed of) the book, as no pages from that point have any signs of creativity on them.

You look at GW, who settled down at his desk to do paperwork, wondering if it’s worth approaching him to ask for a pencil.

Boredom eventually wins over and you shuffle over to his desk to pluck a spare pencil, GW’s dark eyes flick to your hand immediately. He watches you grab a pencil and fights the urge to make you ask. The goal is to make you like him and relax around him, not to treat you like anyone else.

GW doesn’t like that something of Rhin’s draws you to his room. It’s nice to be in your company, but the air is soured when he looks over at you drawing little smiley faces and doodles next to Rhin’s work.

Rhin.

It drives him mad, he drives him mad. And GW knows within a few hours he’ll be seeing you clinging to Rhin’s side at breakfast. Why do you even like the shark so much? What does he have that GW can’t provide you with?

A tender touch is what it takes to win you, GW surmises. That will prove to be an issue. GW isn’t tender. Perhaps that is what makes you so drawn to Rhin. Though you seem content to cuddle up with Tiggy and Lee just fine…

Though he was (still is, he’s trying, he promises,) hostile to you especially at the start of your relationship. How can he show without completely demeaning himself he thinks of you as more than just an ex-sacrifice or an obligation.

This will have to do for now, this casual companionship. He’ll just have to find another way to woo you. (Not that he’d ever call it that.)

…

Why won’t you let your guard down to the same degree as you do with the others with him?

GW can hear your laughter as he comes down the hallway, your voice sounds animated, but at a distance he can’t make out what you’re so excited about.

When he enters the room your laughter quiets. It’s behavior that he would expect of his subordinates, not you. It sits wrong with him that you would feel the need to repress your authenticity around him. If only there were a way to convey that to you without sounding like a total sap.

…

On a completely unrelated note you’ve gone and turned GW into a total sap.

Okay, that’s a gross exaggeration, but he would never say these things to anyone else.

Finally he’s got you to come to his room, under the casual guise of wanting to have a talk, though what he assumed was a casual guise has turned you into a nervous wreck as you timidly shut the door behind yourself.

GW wants to scream. Is his progress with you reversing, because why are you trembling like a newborn and keeping your gaze so firmly stuck to the floor.

“You wanted to talk?” It’s rare for you to take the initiative to start a conversation first.

“Yes, you have nothing to be nervous about, I can smell you from across the room.” You look up at him like a doe in headlights, not expecting to be called out so blatantly. “Come over here I have something I want to say, and I don’t want to repeat myself.”

Though your nerves don’t fade, they don’t worsen, so it’s a win in GW’s book. When you’re finally close enough that he’s sure you’ll be able to hear each and every word he speaks clearly GW shoots one finally glare at his door, as if daring someone to barge in. When no one does he directs his eyes to you.

“I…?” GW clears his throat, dismissing the moment of uncertainty. “I like you, MC. I want you to know that it hurts me when you show such fear and timidness around me.”

“Oh.” You don’t know how to respond to that.

“I’m not asking for anything, I just want you to know I won’t hurt you or snap at you. You’re safe with me, you know that, right?” When you nod, GW closes his eyes as if a weight has been lifted from his shoulders. “And my door is always open, for you, that is. Please stop by some time. I value your company.”

[theokusgallery]

Professor Layton themed candle !! :D

This is a tea set that I painstakingly but lovingly painted, varnished, then poured scented candle wax into and decorated.

More details under the cut :)

Here's some more pictures !

I used a random teacup and assorted plate I bought from a guy in my town. I painted it black (should've used spraypaint but I only had white), then handpainted the gold rim on the plate as well as the logos. The rim of the teacup is lined with some gold leaf I had lying around (I originally wanted to use gold leaf for the logos as well, but... it was my first time using gold leaves and I had no idea what I was doing, so I didn't want to ruin it). I used acrylics for all the paint.

I made the tophat with airdry clay; the letter and newspaper are paper (obviously), the Laytonmobile-looking thing is a scrapbooking sticker I bought from my local art store (it's actually what gave me the idea to make this in the first place). The key I just had lying around again and just had to paint it golden (I keep a lot of things around just in case I want to use them for art projects...) and for the gold chain, I sacrificed one I had from a necklace I barely wear.

As for the candle part, well, I used some white wax I had from a candle-making kit I was gifted when I was 7, as well as crayons for color, and hibiscus candle scent (flavoring?) I bought at the same time as the Laytonmobile sticker. I poured it in two layers so that the decorations wouldn't just sink to the bottom.

[deldotpng]

mary kim mary kim mary kim

[mcblueberry]

Something something gay cowboys

[deoidesign]

Someone killed my boss last night and he sent me this I'm so fired

god I can't wait to make this comic.