#from scratch too !!

[wishfuldivine]

Gaz has a lonesome moment, smoking a cigarette when Soap appears?

He chuckled upon feeling his lips on his cheek. It was an accustomed thing to get from his fellow sergeant and boyfriend.

Soap always tended to do these sort of things when stressed or just wanted to show his love and affection.

"Whatcha doin' all alone, darlin'?"

He only lifted his cigarette as an answer. Just a smoke. He always does when he needs to take a mental break from reality. The nicotine always calmed his senses in most ways than one. Well, apart from getting absolutely railed.

"Don't stay up so late. I miss ya in bed."

As to make a point, a loud slap on his ass was delivered. It made him snort.

"Won't be long."

[leghorned]

[Savior Faire: Challenging] Bust a sick fucking move.

[pants-lint]

Just had a Thought and now I'm curious. What's you guy's strangest comfort media? It doesn't have to be strange as in like creepy/fucked up/whatever, it can just be smthn a lil odd.

[solardrake]

Delivering mail to the furthest corners of the server ✉✈

[tomatoart]

anyone like alan wake or just me and 3mil other ppl

[kayleerowena]

new random haunted house generator just dropped!

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[junk-heart]

Here are the promised sketches

I really like how I've drawn tz and vriska on the first page

[upperranktwo]

[dandelion-roots]

[ID: a series of drawings featuring Riz Gukgak from D20 Fantasy High. In the first, Pok holds Riz's shoulders in heaven as says, smiling, when you work until the dead of night, your friends know you do it because you love them. In the second, Riz is having a group hug with his party and the text reads, but is it really love that drives you, Riz Gukgak... In the next, a desperate, pleading Riz clutches the shoulder of an indifferent, faceless person and the text continues, ...or is it fear? In the fourth, Riz is younger and digging through crystals with bleeding hands; the text reads, what use are you when you can no longer dig. In the fifth, Kalina, shrouded in darkness with only her eyes glowing, reaches towards the camera with a smile; the text reads, when you're too scared to think. Sixth, Riz is filling out Fig and Kristen's papers under the light of a lamp, serious and tired; the text reads, when you're too tired to work. Seventh, Riz is lying in bed, eyes hidden behind hair, hand on his father's picture; the text reads, too sad to keep the mood up. Eighth, Baron stares into the camera; the text reads, too lonely, too insecure, too weird. Ninth, Baron is holding a defeated Riz by the throat; the text reads, to keep moving? Tenth, Riz is standing in the distance, holding his briefcase, and behind him is a football/soccer ball; the text reads, what use is a ball that can no longer roll? The last drawing just says none in brackets on a dark background. End ID]

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 218

“Moom, there’s yellow-eyed creeps fighting ninjas outside the window again!” 

Danny sighed, taking a deep breath- in for ten, out for eight- as he set the pot he was cleaning back in the sink. Dan- currently six- came running in from the living room of the apartment, where he was watching TV. Or he should have been if not for the bullshit outside. 

He sighed again, picking up baby Ellie- currently closer to two- out of her highchair (even if she could just float out) and let his oldest drag him to the window. Sure enough, another fight was happening, with no vigilante in sight stopping it. Look, he knew most people didn’t live here, but it was still rude. 

“Jordan, remember how I told you how violence isn’t always the answer?” Danny asked sweetly, Dan’s expression shifting to a wicked grin as he opened the window. “Feel free to practice tossing some fireballs while I clean up your sister, yeah?” 

Ah, the sweet sound of surprised cursing and startled ecto-signatures. Maybe they’d be polite enough to take their spar elsewhere. 

[isagrimorie]

Death and her green crown, Nicky's green watch cap

[wishfuldivine]

Barista!Gaz, who works at the café near the base and a frequent Soldier!Ghost?

Gaz busies himself with wiping away at the counter. He had spilled some cappuccino earlier and didn't have any chance to really clean it up until now.

The place was quite empty, seeing how it was getting late in the evening. The time when it usually starts to get slow. The day had been pretty hectic, so he appreciated the downtime at the moment. It was much needed.

His eyes go to the clock on the wall, and a rush of excitement runs through his entire body. Soon. Very soon.

As if on cue, the chime of the bell rings loudly, and he looks up to see exactly who it is. A small smile forms on his lips when his beautiful eyes land on the approaching uniformed man.

"The usual, Lieutenant?"

Ghost stops and leans on the counter, a small smile gracing his lips. His eyes reflecting that sentiment.

"You know me so well, hm?"

Gaz snorts and goes on to make the order. He could feel his eyes on him, which made him feel slightly tingly. Ghost was someone who frequented the café recently.

The first time he came in was quite awkward. Seeing how the lieutenant was quiet and closed off. But now, he has come out of his shell. He hoped it was because of his own aloof personality.

During those times, there was sudden connection and tension growing when in each other's presence. Something his co-workers had noticed, but he denied it. Though, he could also feel it. And he was more than certain that Ghost did too.

"When a person comes by repeately, I suppose so. Our beverages of any kind are quite delicious, if I do say so myself. I bet it's what keeps you coming back."

"Or maybe it's because I see a good-looking man working the front."

Gaz flushes. Ghost is quite the charmer. And he finds that quality to be endearing. He liked this side of the soldier more.

"Don't flatter me, sir."

He places the foam cup on the counter and taps along on the register. When he moves his hand to pass the drink to Ghost, gloved fingers brush against his own. It made him feel like tiny sparks even when there's no skin contact.

"Can't help myself. I only speak the truth. Maybe we should go out sometime."

Gaz blinks. Ghost wants to go on a date with him? He clears his throat and looks at Ghost with a smile.

"Sure. I don't mind that."

"Excellent."

[kyouka-supremacy]

Not once have I regretted the things that I did. I only ever regret the things that I did not do.

Happy Birthday Atsushi Nakajima!! (05.05)

[cheesomancer]

What are you waiting for? I'm totally ready, I tell you.

Full art (with close up!): twitter, bsky

[robo-milky]

Daydreaming or reminiscing fondly~?

Srry guys, I’m just finding Rollo and Cloche’ dynamic so much more entertaining atm- I just think it’d be so funny if NBC! Cloche did end up with a mini crush on Rollo (following the NBC Rollo simp train).

Extras! *Don’t think I’ll ever finish the second one tbh

[xulips]

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