#i hope i did them justice :

[queruloustea]

attempts at peeled ryebread

[st-pop]

THEM 💛💛💛💛

(I would die for them, pls tell me they reunite 🤧💞)

[sharkszone]

The second i met them, i fell in love. I have chosen my side character, i will ride till dawn for them.

[teddybearty]

Cartoon Families 📺💕

[fictiongods]

You meet a girl. She’s traveled across states just to meet you. She makes a show of it too, she makes sure you know she’s there before ever introducing herself. She tries to get along with your friends. Your mom. Your kinda dad. And even your sister, when you later remember.

She tells you stories that you know are fake to sound cool, but you won’t challenge her on them. You guys don’t hit it off right away, but there’s something there. You and her are intertwined. Connected. She gets through something, it pushes you to do the same. You don’t know why. The universe didn’t want it, you barely want it. But there the girl is anyways, and there you are.

You start going out at night. It’s dark, emotions and adrenaline are high, and she’s saying all these things, these things that you definitely can’t think about to hard. Your friends think you have a boyfriend. You say she’s not really, but you are going out tonight together. You guys do that a lot.

But then she sees you with a guy. She’s angry. She feels cheated. Dumped. You didn’t owe anything to her, but you apologize anyways. You go down and say you’re on her side. That she can trust you, because you care. She doesn’t buy it.

You invite her to Christmas, she lights up brighter than the damn tree when you open your door, and you guys are good again. Bump in the road, but you’re fine. You guys start really hanging out. She makes sure you know that you and her are special. Different, somehow. No one else is like you guys. The chosen two. She says you’re better. She believes that makes her better too. She comes to your class and draws a heart, and you not only skip that class, but you skip a very important test that you were panicked about earlier. But…she’s here now. What can you do? She wants you to let loose. She wants you to lean into your temptations, into your urges. You do it. She keeps throwing her arm around you for some reason. That didn’t have anything to do with your urges, but you notice that. You rush into things because she did. You steal because she told you to. You take what you want because she did. You get caught together, and are arrested. But it’s fine, because you’re with her and together you got out of it. You start to believe that it really is her and you. Just the chosen two.

Then she gets into trouble. She accidentally kills someone. You were with her. She completely shuts you out afterwards. You are left to think after all this time of her saying you guys are connected, that she doesn’t care about you. You are left to believe that maybe she never did. She pins that murder on you. But she’s your friend. You won’t give up on her.

From what you learn, she tries to hurt your friend. The one you’ve known for a decent amount of time before her. A friend you love. But still, you refuse to give up on her. You get your boyfriend to try and help her. He makes it worse. She runs away to hide.

You find her. You call her your friend, but she seems upset by that. You don’t know why. She tells you you’re the same. But…you’re not her. You can’t be. She likes violence. She likes to be overly sexual. She wants stuff you would never want. You punch her in the face. She smiles at you. With pride and bravado, she calls you her girl. You get attacked again by threats the world believes you and only her were destined to stop. You save her. She saves you. You again, reinforce the fact that you will not give up on her. Everyone else has. Your best friends, your kinda dad. You can’t tell your mom about her, she doesn’t really understand, and your sister, well, she’s too young for stuff like that.

You thought you saved her. You thought you helped her. You thought it was her and you again. The chosen two. But she betrayed everyone. She betrayed you. You plan. She thinks she brings your worst fear back. He was too good at being that fear. You learn how angry shes been. How lonely. How sad. How jealous of you she’s been. It doesn’t change anything. You give her a little of that betrayal back. A little of that trickery. She kisses you on the forehead. You’ll later give one back.

She’s turned. The one girl in all the world like you, and she’s turned against you. She’s decided to work with the enemy. You steal her knife. What was hers is yours. She tries to kill your boyfriend. She’s never liked him. You’ve never known why. She tried to sleep with him. She knows it would be the closest she’d ever get to being with you. She tried to do this before. She asked you about it. Only she knew you didn’t get it anyways. That was the problem. You never did.

You guys fight to the death so you could save him. You try and kill her with that knife you stole. Before she makes a scar, before she leaves you, she smiles. You’ve become her. Everything she wants.

She comes to you in a dream. Hers, or yours? it doesn’t matter. What’s her is you after all. It’s so soft there. She’s smiling, you’re smiling, but you don’t really understand, because it’s so violent out there. She cups your cheek, as tender as she’s ever been, and you awake.

You press your lips to her in the spot she once did for you, and now you understand. You are like her. That kiss is recognition. A thank you. A silent confession. She never knows. You never tell her.

You move on. You get a boyfriend. He doesn’t get you, not like she did. She wakes up. You know what she did. How she hurt you. Your friends hate her still, and you…can’t. You defend her.

You try to find her again. You do. Shes mad again. She hates your boyfriend. She’s bitter. She’s telling you about the dreams she’s had. You were there.

You’ve had dreams too. They were always so soft. Even when mixed with violence, it was soft there with her.

Only that delicacy doesn’t extend in the real world, only in your bubble. She ties up your mom. You hope your sister wasn’t home. You miss it, but she talks to your mom. She says how mad she is at you. How hurt she is. How she feels she got dumped by you. You stop her and save your mom, and you fight again.

You tell her you don’t think about her. That you’ve forgotten her, just like she thinks. But in truth, you can’t stop thinking about her. She haunts you. In your thoughts, in your actions, in your words, she’s there. Because, everything that is her is you too, right?

She steals your body. You have hers now. What was yours may now be permanently hers. Your friends can’t tell it’s her. She fools your mom, your friends, your sister, and your kinda dad. She fools your boyfriend. She sleeps with him. She tries to be close to you again through him.

You find her again. She’s crying then. She’s hitting you in her body. She speaks words of destruction and detestation. She speaks words that will be yours in a time to come. You don’t know if she knows if it’s her or you. Maybe she fooled herself as well. She leaves your body and you leave hers. You feel what she felt. You clutch…your heart? Her heart? You try and hold it close. You try and tear it out.

She runs again. She’s gone, you’ve lost her again. You hate her for that. You miss her for that. You loath her for that. She’s the mirror of who you were. She’s the mirror of the you you might have been. She’s your mirror. It’s shattered, it’s broken, and it’s you.

She comes back after years of departure. You’re still bitter. She’s cracking jokes. She’s learned. She’s reformed. And you? You wonder if that’s true. You fight to the end of the world with her. This time, she’s on your side. She listens to you. She follows you. Everything she’s done is because you told her to. She did what she’s always wanted for you, and when you got hurt she said she’s never wanted it.

You find a weapon that’s yours. You can feel it in your bones it’s yours. You take it to battle. You save the world in that battle, and you hand that weapon to her in moments you believe to be your last. She can take it because, what’s yours was always hers too.

Do you get it now? It is a love story, and it always was.

[zenkaiankokuart]

Sun's worst nightmare... other Suns.

These goobers have been living in my head recently,,, These are just a few of my favorite Sun designs! There's so many cool ones out there!

From left to right: @i-need-a-readable-fnaf-map, @linafoxoficial, @shadysubject06, @cookiiemancer, and mine!

(My) Sun is not a fan of other animatronics. With a deep seated fear of being replaced. Which is why he tends to "decommission" any that wander into his Daycare. So imagine how he'd feel, seeing 'improved' versions of himself. Dude's about to fazzing lose it.

[artcake]

mer! if you find it in your heart, i would absolutely die for one of your gorgeous sketches of hawk & tim from "fellow travelers". (i would also take marcus & frankie, because YES.) my favorite era is the 70s, but i would take any of them. and i'm more than happy to provide you with all of the screenshots you might need. <3 i hope you find your groove! the world needs your art.

maybe some private moment where they can indulge in silliness and hand kisses

[evanostic]

DO NOT TAG AS SHIP ART

happy birthday to one of my top fav npcs!!

reblogs > likes

[bookshopsandtea]

@employee052 I am so sorry but I physically could not stop thinking about narrator boyband

Other narrators belong to @sketchygoober @dirtylittlemuffin and @catsupport

[neattnat]

Gourmand hangout!

The gourmands:

@azrielfiend @whataduck @fadebolt @bunteaart @isnt-a-blog-blog @hunterontheedge @squenble @mintyfreshrat @pansear-doodles @jadzio @subwaybug @pookapufferfish @north-winds1 @mothlight-hours @woopdeloopei

Thanks so much for sending your Gourmand designs!

[angryvampire]

I finished It today

They look ✨fabulous✨

Inspired by this post:

@swkbiggestdefender thank you for the inspiration 👍✨

[sam-3824]

SouthPark in my own art style but it's just my current favorites because I'm currently obsessed with this show :)

[teawizard]

The Madrigal Lopez family (big and small)

Incredible family presented in the Love and Fury verse created by @foggyfanfic

Beautiful OCs left to right: Leandra Madrigal Lopez, Octavia Madrigal, Bruno Madrigal (not an OC), Gabriel Madrigal, Amada Madrigal

I love them dearly and I would kill anyone for them without hesitation. Go read the fics right now 🔫

[monicozslastbraincell]

A Brief Encounter (comic)

A fun lil TNMN comic I whipped up real quick lol, featuring Punk ( @doormens-job ) and Zoey ( @hellosweetart ), and also Danny doing regular child things.

We love a regular group of people, amirite folks??? (I hope I did them justice lol they are so cool)

I need to jump back into this fandom omg

Dialogue/CC below: (read left to right)

Panel 2:

Danny: Excuse me? Uhm-

Panel 3:

Danny: I was wondering if any of you have seen my dad walking around? He's tall, constantly angry-looking, human; the whole nine yards. I just thought I'd ask you because you seem like trustworthy folks."

Panel 4:

Danny: Maybe he came through this way to get into the apartment building?"

Panel 5:

Zoey: I'm sure he's around here somewhere! Probably couldn't have gotten too far.

Punk: Yeah. Look elsewhere, kid.

Panel 6:

Thomas: Danny, come on inside, now.

Panel 7:

Danny: Ohhh, there he is.

Panel 8:

Danny: Thanks for all your help! See you around.

[freshbaked-bread]

5 tickets to barbie please

[anangelforsure]

ummm uhh. I actually haven’t drawn a human in. Quite a while but something possessed me today after reading ch4 of Misanthrapologist by @raspberry-vinaigrette ,, here is my take on Scott and Abel in their party fits

(Alt black lineart and no shading under the cut)

When he calls Abel handsome devil I go crazy