#i really need water

[mellosdrawings]

So... heat waves are fun (not)

(Bonus : Mama Jamil)

[pa-pa-plasma]

love fics where Danny ends up in the DC universe & every alarm goes off at once & the magic users are like "yeah that's the most powerful being in the universe & also possibly super evil we are FUCKED fucked" & the Justice League is freaking tf out trying to find this thing that casually tore a hole in reality & it just cuts to Danny (Fenton) standing in the background blissfully unaware & like "man my life sucks but at least i have this candy bar—" *drops it in a puddle*

[uncanny-tranny]

Basically, my philosophy around disability fakers is: I would rather a thousand people fake a disability than have one disabled person suffer without care, aids, compassion, or any help.

[almondpiglet]

stuff i missed for seriweek: animal

[nocek]

Is it a stupid idea? Yes. Did I have to go overboard and animate it? No.

But I had to and I'm not sorry ;P

[moonpatroclus]

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒕 🤍✨

I’ve thought about this commission every day since the Elucien week prompts were announced, and I’m so excited to finally get to share it 🫶🏻 thank you to Vamorii, who as always, took my concept and created something even more lovely than I ever envisioned 💗

For @elucienweekofficial day 6: Fearless

Please do not repost

[gunstellations]

boop! 💙🤍

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Childe with hints of Foul Legacy's features.

Childe with sharpened canines that aren't noticeable unless he teasingly nips at your fingers or laughs, boisterous and long and just a little bloodthirsty.

Childe with just barely pointed nails, to perfectly tap against any wooden surface when he's impatient.

Childe with cold, deadened eyes, until he tilts his head so the sun hits them just perfectly, jagged fragments of light glittering over his gaze.

Childe with slivers of broken skin over his knuckles, dark armor pushing through in its place that he stubbornly covers with his gloves.

Childe with a longer tongue that only flicks out every once in a while, almost always to stick out playfully at you.

Childe with scars littering his back, rough and torn and star-shaped, permanently stained a dark purple, which he only allows you to touch.

Childe who occasionally, instinctively makes little trilling and cooing noises, the sounds just slipping from his throat. if you listen closely when he's nearby, you can even hear him softly purr.

Childe who nuzzles against you, practically molding his body to fit with yours and rubbing his head against your shoulder before smushing his and your cheeks together, a wide grin on his face.

Childe with some subtle, monstrous traits that make you love him all the more.

[hyakunana]

I hate the sewers . jpg

[lokorum]

just finished page 3 for comic intro's intro (yep, couldnt help but make it) and it's available on boosty 👉👈

[ouaw-facts-i-just-made-up]

Gideon has a whole protocol for when it gets too cold for Kremy. It's just how his brain works. He solved the issue like it was some machine acting up rather than his friend having a natural reaction to the cold.

First and foremost; GET WARM FAST. Whatever the quickest way to get Kremy warm is, that is the first step. Usually this involves wrapping a blanket around both of them so that Gideon can use his own heat to help him.

Secondly; consider how close the next town is. Is it less than an hour and there's no active snow storm? Great, hot foot it to the inn. Are they actively being snowed on and the next town is half a days walk? Find best cover and set up tents, his own fire could only do so much, and it's not worth the risk at that point just to get inside a building.

Thirdly; once in a relatively dry and protected space, remove any wet clothing and replace with comfy, dry jammies. If no wet clothing, removal beyond jacket and hat is unnecessary. Simply place sleepwear near the bed if Kremy wants to change later.

Fourth; alligators are evidently still able to drink during brumation. Grab waterskin and warm it a little. This will help with internal temperatures. AVOID ALCOHOL.

If all is well, simply prepare for bed. Grab a snack to assure internal fire keeps going all night. Ideal sleeping situation has Kremy on top of Gideon to avoid cold floors if they are in a tent, otherwise just having his arms around him in any other position.

There's only been one time when any other steps were needed. Thankfully they had the rest of the Krew by that point, so Gricko was able to assist, but Gideon really hopes he'll never have to do CPR again.

[jiiniix]

sonic vs water

[demaparbat-hp]

Kyoshi Warrior Zuko hugging Painted Lady Katara from the back and kissing her on the head.

Zuko kissing Katara hands in your halfblood au because you said Kanna taught Katara to hide her bending so Zuko is saying embrace who you are.

Keep the AU kisses coming!

[starcrashedsatellite]

Tried to draw Shu in the style of Crymachina's ingame portraits

[swordsofsaturn]

early seasons spn homophobia is actually so crazy because they literally do not look gay. hamfisted gay jokes when the characters look straight as hell. "you look the type" they literally don't. is the thing

[a-pastel-edgelord]

Aran knows how to keep his head. He'd go as far to say one of his skills is keeping it together under pressure. Not that this situation counted as keeping it together under pressure but he needs the reminder.

Because there you are, standing in his house and cooking dinner. You've got an apron on and everything—he's almost overcome, truly. So when his younger brother comes barreling down the hallway towards him, Aran lets himself be bowled over and thoroughly winded.

"Hey, watch the roughhousing!" You call out, not looking up from your place at the stove. "I'm not takin' the blame if somethin' breaks."

Aran pads into the kitchen, ignoring the smaller boy climbing him like a jungle gym. "Thanks for this again. I know you've got yer own stuff."

You finally look up at him and you smile. "Ye should know that the money is too good to refuse."

It's true—the Ojiro's pay you at the same rate one would a professional nanny. Most of the money is being squirrelled away into a savings account so you can pay for university. Hence why you went to a cheap public high school (nearby but in the opposite direction of Inarizaki so Aran never has the chance to walk you to school).

"Is that all I am to ya? A source of income?" He places a hand over his heart, feigning being fatally wounded as he plucks his scrambling little brother of his shoulders and onto a chair.

You swat him on the shoulder. "Have ya showered yet?"

"I did at school."

"Go change then. Dinner will be ready in 'bout five."

He does so, a dutiful charge. As he descends the stairs, he can hear you singing the theme song of a children's cartoon with his brother. You sing with gusto, not technique, mimicking different voices as you go to the delight of the ten year old acting as your audience. Aran pauses—his grip on the railing tightening as he forces himself to focus, to commit these sounds to memory.

At first it was a little strange to be looked after by someone his age. But as the demands of volleyball grew, he started to look forward to hearing your voice calling out, "Welcome back!" He savors the way you ask him how his day was or how his teammates are or even if he wanted to do homework with you because, "Ya go to that fancyschmancy private school—figure you'll know how to do it." He loves his parents, but a traitorous part of him is disappointed when it's not your voice who calls out to him when he walks through the door.

Aran had once confided his feelings to Kita but the guy just shrugged as if such a thing were a forgone conclusion. A natural result of your presence being a part of his every day life.

Is it any wonder that he wants to take care of you the same way?

Aran could give you stability, if the volleyball scholarship pans out (and it should, Aran made the National Youth Team for goodness' sake). He would be a paid athlete by the ripe age of nineteen, all of his expenses covered by the university willing to throw the most money in his direction.

"Aran! Dinner's ready!"

"Comin'!"

All he's gotta do is convince you to attend the same university as him. His parents are already basically paying for your education anyway—Aran could claim it's just paying your salary forward. Or maybe even a wedding present.

"Thanks for the food!"

"Dig in, boys!"

He just needs to get around to asking you out.