#finally made it for myself

[geekdilettante]

[eighteenthofoctober]

When your Dad's boyfriend cheats on him with... Santa Claus!?

Merry Christmas Ace Attorney nation!!!!

[clownowo]

been replaying the Portal series I think this is where its heading

[silasbirchtree]

ford's expression and the way he shakes as he erases stan's memory guts me to the core. just imagine. you've been apart from your brother for decades. he used to be your best friend. you spent years hating him and years missing him. you were going to spend the rest of your lives together. you don't get along anymore. you used to know each other like the back of your hands. but even after so long apart, he can still fake your voice and mannerisms like it's nothing. and then you have to erase everything. there are no more second chances. you don't get to fix this. he got you back, but if you do this, you'll never get your brother back.

[lurking-loaf]

It's essential to teach them color theory when they're young so they understand how to mix colors. How else will you get art that's good enough for the fridge?

Day 6 of DCA Promptober - hues plus bonus animation of Sun imitating the Mac's wait cursor aka the Spinning Beach Ball of Doom

[ahhrenata]

[heavensilence]

So he's making a puppet kill me... sounds like something he'd do.

[smokin-salmon]

Guys, this is how Act 5 played out. Trust.

[ruporas]

it's time to go, my love (ID in alt)

[rookanisstuff]

“Oh Lucanis… I’m going to miss you.”

Lucanis funeral in like 30 years….. there was supposed to be a second part where she kissed the coffin but frankly it’s too damn sad!!!!! I can’t take drawing this anymore!!!!

[ghost-proofbaby]

thinking about Eddie being so eager to kiss you all the time and he just gets a little too excited sometimes a little too rough and you bump into something and he cradles you while you giggle cause he can't stop smiling into his kisses

And sure maybe it's a little awkward and teeth knock against each other and he catches your lip in his teeth a little too hard but it's okay cause you're deliriously happy

And it's not about getting to the sex (not all the time anyways) but he's just so happy to have found a safe place to land and he's enthusiastic that he found someone who wants to kiss him just as much as he wants to kiss you

And this time he's not too much and his feelings aren't too big and he doesn't need to tone it down cause you're his person and he's yours

Okay bye ily

mouse. mouse get the fuck back here. MOUSE DONT LEAVE ME LIKE THIS

he's just so happy to have a safe place to land and this time he's not too much and his feelings aren't too big were daggers straight to my heart you come back here right now before i actually bleed out from needing this man so badly.

no but thats exactly it. eddie has spent so long jumping and toeing that line of either trying to cram himself into this bite-sized shape for the ones around him, and just exploding and pretending he doesn't give a fuck that he will never fit into anyone's cup of tea so he'll just make himself even larger, that when you enter his life he just doesnt know what to do about it.

because he starts with his regular tricks of being so over the top, so unbearable, and all you're doing is laughing and entertaining his antics. even playing along at times. and so he retracts a little, turning back into a quiet boy who will shrivel up until he's invisible or easy to love (whichever comes first). but then that doesn't work - and to be truthful, he doesn't even know what his mind's end goal is here because why is he trying to push you away so desperately? - and he's just at a loss. you want him on the thundering days, where he makes his grey clouds everyone's problem and all his lightning is blinding and sporadic. you want him on the quiet days, where the downpour is no longer a roar but a soft drizzle, a bit more silent and a bit more bearable but still there. and he can't tell if it's a joke - he can't decipher if your kisses amidst his rambles are sincere, if you're actually smiling at his jokes because you like him or you're too polite to break his heart. he can't see through those gentle hands you use to caress back his wild hair to be sure that the softest of touches are really just you, or some strange gloves of care that you're only simply wearing for now.

and then one morning, he wakes up, and you're still there, awake before he is and just watching him with so much love. feather-light fingers taking their time tracing over his tattoo on his chest and arms, not noticing he's awake yet as you smile so serenely at him. you're looking at him in a way that he's never really gotten to experience so vulnerably before - like he isn't a nuisance, isn't a mistake. like the universe has so intentionally dropped him into your palms, and you're so aware of how delicate he can be below the surface. and he just breaks.

"i love you"

he'd blurt it out, the first time he's ever said those words to you. it almost feels like the first time he's said those words, period.

he's said them to wayne, in their own way, both a bit stiff in expressing affection and skirting around those words whenever they can for a simply ruffle of hair or unexpected side hugs. he'd said them to his mom, a young boy with shining eyes despite it all, looking at her like she was the world because she was his world.

and... well. that's it. he can count the number of times he's said those words on one hand, and now he's said them to you, and all he can hope is you handle them with as much care as you've handled him.

he hopes you can feel the weight of his heart pressing down on them.

and he thinks you do, when you startle a little, looking up to his lips where those rough words had just fallen from in a cracking tone, and you take your time in awarding him with a smile that could save lives. cure cancer, cure sadness, cure the end of the world even. every cliche possible.

"yeah?" you'd whisper back, and his heart skips a beat, terrified that the next words you say won't be what he needs to hear so desperately. but they are. because of course they are. you wouldn't have been watching him sleep in that way if they hadn't been on the tip of your tongue, "i love you."

not a crash landing, but a soft-padded decent. a slow fall with a cushion to prevent broken bones and more invisible scars.

he kisses you then the way he was going to kiss you every day going forward: pushing forward recklessly, teeth and noses bumping a little, smiles making it nearly impossible. he kisses you like he's coming home after a long day, because he is.

he's home. no boxes in sight to fit into, no cups that'll overflow from all the fizzling feelings pouring out of his chest. you've got him, and he's got you.

[screwpinecaprice]

Copying artstyle off of older Steven and Connie concept art for the heck of it. (And chibis. ┐⁠(⁠´⁠▾⁠｀⁠)⁠┌)

The proportions felt awkward to draw, I did end up stretching them a bit. Haha

[sovamurka]

Hey, remember this "Ma Meilleure Ennemie" vinyl that we saw in "Pretend Like It's The First Time"?

This is a reference to Xayah and Rakan, League's famous inseparable Vastayan bird lovers.

Yes. These Xayah and Rakan.

...I thought I was dreaming until I saw the full design of this vinyl in the artbook. I am so happy about this, you have no idea 🥹💞

[iseathegalaxy]

listen, Nicholas wasn't afraid of Rio, a supposedly strange woman with a torch coming up to them in the middle of the night while they're asleep that tells him to come with her, so...

Rio has been doing that forever, coming up to them at night to walk with Nicholas, they will stroll around and talk about their days for a few minutes and then she'll walk him back to Agatha, and she always, always reminds him to kiss her goodbye before their walk

all of this so that, when she finally came to get him for the very last time, he wouldn't be afraid, he'd be calm and unaware and his passing would go even unnoticed to him, to spare him of the pain of his own death and of never seeing his mum again

[squuote]

ive done a piano drop joke before and by god ill do it again. piano crashers

[emacrow]

The little prince reincarnated.

Danny was obsessed with Space since he was little, alongside Auntie Alicia old rose bushes that barely grow single rose each season until he started visiting as a kid.

Roses bushes always grow and bloom a lot when he visits.

Auntie Alicia always tried to grow her roses right but unfortunately didn't get a green thumb like her ma. She gets extremely happy whenever Danny visits because she believes he knows the secret of the roses' growth.

When he died in that mom and dad portal at the age of 12 at the last day of middle school after a Sam and tucker wanted to take a last pic in his last middle school red uniform, and purple scarf jazz knitted for him, after they dyed each other hair for one last rebellious fun. Danny, being the shortest of them both after they got their taller overnight.

Sam's blond hair was currently inky black that she absolutely loving, Tucker tried the red dye that didn't work much on his brown curls, and Danny's black hair was now bright purple to match his scarf that jazzed knitted for him.

Sam and tucker smiling face shifted into the look of wided eyes horror after they just took the picture right as danny accidentally activated the switch in the ghost portal that was just finished prototype.

He didn't get just ghostly powers alongside becoming a halfa, but the past life memories explode and merging in his mind of a littlest boy living on a tiny planet alongside his best friend rose. His adventures traveling to earth only to unable to travel back out to space due to how heavy his physical body became, trying to die by a snake but failed thanks to being saved by a wander black haired gardenerette with the loveliest laugh.

For him to grow older, unconditionally falling in love with lovely gardenerette with that most beautiful laugh and get married as they dance under the night.

To confess his gardenerette of his origin and hoping she would stay with him while she accepted and a reveal a beautiful surprise.

Him frantically worrying over his stubborn pregnant wife who trying to water their garden, him holding his daughter the day she was born with his beloved tiring smiling at him with a tearful wet laugh.

Them watching their kids grow and have their own children and die smiling upward towards the starry night with his own children and grandchildren in their garden after his beloved gardenerette passed away in bed that morning with the last thoughts of hoping he awakening on that tiny planet with his best friend rose and hopefully his gardenerette along with him to introduce her his best friend rose.

Danny's ghostly form was thinner than he was. His dyed hair became lightest, nearly blindingly golden. His red uniform became bright green, and now the bright golden scarf floating around his neck defy gravity.

A sobbing Sam and Tucker frantically trying to wake him up as he sat against the wall with his blurry green eyes glancing up at them.

With a young floating ghostly figure gardenerette with her hair not black but white as the stars behind them, smacking a ghost with her water can back through the active ghost portal, her green eyes now a beautiful rosy red.