#i just love dragons so much

[mint-yooxgi]

There's talk of dragons??

Yes!!! I was just thinking about things last night before bed and I was like, hmmm, dragons are tasty, and I was like, hmmmmmmm, what about a yan!dragon series with ateez? and I went 🥵 I was honestly thinking about men with tails and then dragons popped up lmaoo

[sullina]

As y’all probably know, I love dragons and I love nnt (that second one might be more obvious), and occasionally, I just keep thinking about Mel as a human/dragon fusion, like he’s got human parts and dragon parts (dragon parts like some scales in his face, down his back on his arms and legs, you probably know what I’m talking about, he also keeps his tails and wings and horns, scales are green of course) and the situation I’m thinking of is specifically Meliodas, in typical dragons-love-gold fashion, keeping just about every piece of gold from his holy knight salary and making a nest out of it in his room. Or putting it in his nest, which he may have made somewhere else, additionally to the bed. He probably doesn’t use the bed at all.

And he does this until he figures out he can sneak into the royal treasury that’s filled to the BRIM with gold and jewels and just about everything shiny that he can imagine, all gathered in one room. A problem arises when he decides to take the kingdoms funds and treasure as his hoard.

You betcha there was a kingdom wide search party going on that first time he snuck in the treasury until someone got the idea that Mel might be where the most gold is. And there the bastard was, purring on top of the giant pile of gold and jewels, sleeping like he didn’t have a single care in the world. The Sin of Greed might fit him more than Ban.

What I can also absolutely imagine is Meliodas often in his life sneaking into the (abandoned? bc of the seal and stuff) underworld and just gathering the naturally occurring jewels. No one else is using them, there’s no harm in him taking them. And he takes bigger and bigger risks like jumping into an underworld vulcano to get his hands on the fire magic infused rubies that actually give off heat. He also goes to the coldest ice regions for the ice magic infused gems bc they sparkle so much. What I’m saying is, he loves gems and there is very little he won’t do to get his hands on a particularly shiny one.

Also bc dragons are kinda vain, Mel wants gold and bejeweled gold stuff to wear like on his horns and on his tail. He would love some on his wings as well, but that’s a bit harder bc he still needs them to fly and stuff. As for actual clothes, I doubt he wears much, if anything.

[spacerockband]

loved

[bluegiragi]

negotiations.

early access + nsfw on patreon

[egophiliac]

I have SO many thoughts about everything and they are in no kind of order yet, so here's just some quick little bits in the meantime!

I am not normal about any of these characters!

[marzipanandminutiae]

quotes by Victorians about the 1920s view of their generation's women

"We are frequently told that the Victorian woman...generally behaved like a pampered and neurotic infant. This is all moonshine. I do not think that I ever saw a woman faint before I came to London in 1869, and not often after then...they enjoyed a hearty laugh, and a good many of them a contest of wits with any man." -Nineteenth Century, a Monthly Review, 1927 (written by a man born in 1850)

"What queer ideas the girl of 1929 has about the Victorian period- they are not a bit true...Marriage was by no means the end and aim of our existence. Oxford and Cambridge claimed quite a few of us after school days were over. We had great ideas about 'life' and what it all might mean to us." -St. Petersburg Times, 1929 (written by a woman born in 1853)

"True, debutantes were chaperoned at balls. But that fact did not prevent them from dancing as frequently as they chose with their favorite partners. The idea that girls in the Victorian era spent their days sewing seams and practicing scales is another fallacy." -Gettysburg Times, July 1, 1927 (quote from the Dowager Lady Raglan, Ethel Jemima Somerset, who lived from 1857 to 1940)

[mrs-gauche]

The Dread Wolf Take You (Part 1)

~~Link to the complete 31 page comic here~~

"Imagine that, overlooking the god in your mids!"

May I present, my attempt at illustrating the last four pages of Tevinter Nights. 😁 (Also, the first time I'm posting art on here!)

As the whole thing was quite literally too long to post on tumblr, I uploaded the full version on a customized site made for reading webcomics (via ComicFury). Feel free to check out the link above if you like to read the rest! Also, if you're on mobile, there's a "Scroll View" option for easier navigation. :)

And, obviously, HUGE spoilers for those who haven't read Tevinter Nights!!

On a personal note though, I can't believe I actually finished it... As it had been a *very* long time since I drew (and finished) anything, let alone a 31 page comic and reading Tevinter Nights again finally sparked my motivation (and the courage to post it lol). So I want to thank Patrick Weekes for helping me overcome this massive art block and over two decades of Case Closed mangas for inspiring me how to draw an overly dramatic "exposing the imposter" moment. 😂 I tried my best to be as faithful to the book as possible and it took me forever, so... hope you like it! :D

[crystaiskiess]

my favourite bad kids 💕

[brisephone]

*shakes violently*

god i love this game

[nouverx]

WHY SO SERIOUS?? 🎉 Nika is here to party!!

A little unfinished project I started on flipaclip last year while the Luffy and Kaido fight was still happening in the anime :D

[littlenimart]

even the sun goes down

[habken]

kung fu panda x bnha crossover doodles

+ panda!deku cause I couldn’t decide what I wanted him to be

[sunfyredefender77]

Alicent's green dresses

[your-turn-to-role]

AT DAWN WE PLAN

[egophiliac]

new chapter 7 installment dropped how we feelin????

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND

THAT'S HIS DAD

[inkskinned]

it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.

yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.

it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.

how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.

chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?

how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.

"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.

i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.