#i should draw him more often tbh

[rozeliyawashereyall]

Father figure go brrr-

Hopefully, I drew him correctly, but also, I'm not re doing it because it was annoyingly difficult to draw his hair.

Anyways, Bodie with the babiest of baby bugs! Bruno, Quartz, and little Ayla :3 was gonna draw him with ALL of the baby bugs but it was too difficult-

@capitalmaudios @willowve01 @asmrbrainrot @aspenm00n

[taddymason]

I realized that I never drew shirtless Jay and I corrected my mistake

[sinnabee]

INGREDIENTS:

2 cups evil boredom

3 teaspoons (heaping) blorbo poison (powder, not liquid)

1 daycare theme (10 hour loop)

1/3 cup brainrot

*1/2 cup distilled back pain

**(un)diagnosed mental illness

*(any kind of pain works, back pain is usually what i have on hand)

**(if you aren’t a fan of the flavor a diagnosis leaves, undiagnosed will work in a pinch! Personally, I like to add a bit of both.)

INSTRUCTIONS:

First, turn on the daycare theme (10 hour loop) and pre-heat the oven to 375 degrees.

Sift together your evil boredom and blorbo poison in a medium sized bowl.

Add in your pain of choice and mix well.

Once thoroughly mixed, it should be looking a little thicker. Some granules from the evil boredom and blorbo poison are fine. (You can always mix further, if you’re worried about it affecting the texture.)

Add your brainrot and beat with a whisk until it’s looking lighter, a little fluffy. (If you aren’t in the mood for fluff, a dash of angst or hurt/comfort can help tone it down. An AU if you really wanna spice it up.)

Realize this is turning out a lot better than you thought it would. Dang. Well, you’re certainly committed now.

Go ahead and get out a glass baking pan. Coat the bottom with non-stick spray. (I tend to favor Y/N brand Nonbinary Spray myself)

Using a baking spatula (one of the rubbery bendy ones), carefully move your mixture from the bowl to the pan. It’s alright if you get some on the sides, the heat should help it settle once it’s in the oven. To get out any air bubbles, tap the pan (carefully!) a few times on the counter.

Place the pan in the oven and set a timer for 15-25 minutes, or take a peek every now and then and see if it’s the right shade of cheerful.

Congratulations!!! You’ve successfully survived evil boredom, despite the hurdles you faced, and made something! (Pretty tasty too, if I might add.) You are still mentally ill, though. But - hey - now you have a little treat! And hopefully, your day’s just a little bit brighter! Enjoy!

[birb-tangleblog]

[dangans-ur-ronpas]

just think itd be funny if they met irl

[keeryd]

Mikey ninja turtle with hair attempt 2

[yanderespamton78]

Pinup!!!!! the baby!!!! the guy!!!!

sorry if this looks kinda iffy the majority of this was drawn between 11pm and 2:30am so i was very tired loll

also yes that is a totoro bag i dont care if totoro doesnt exist in cyber city he has a totoro bag come at me

Pinup belongs to @turntableart

[alexcutecolly]

Couldn't exactly find any canon drawings/appearances for Mr. Biggs but here's some fanart of your fic about him!! Took quite a bit of creative liberty but I hope you enjoy :D

HI OMGGGG HELLO?????? THIS LOOKS SO FREAKING FANTASTIC?????? OMGGGG THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!

I'm super glad my fic inspired you to draw Mr. Biggs!!! He's super dashing and fancy-looking here, which is very fitting for his character!!! Thanks a ton again!!!! 🫶🫶💜💜

[nethersonq]

late as hell to this but i already posted it on twitter so i may as well reupload it here too. fixed marik's hair tho bc it was pissing me off in the original version of the doodle

anyway learning that these two are the same height ruined my life. for what fucking reason is marik 5'11 for

[owl-bones]

What's your opinion on Fresh or Error? I absolutely love these two, along with Geno, and I'd like to know what you thought of them!

i like them! i like error a bit more than fresh, but i think they both have very interesting stories and personalities and i think they are very fun (❁´◡`❁)

[chibishortdeath]

I love drawing him in a cutesier style and in very surreally spooky situations :3. Yay! You now prosess Dracula heart!!!

[lady-zephyrine]

So I was asked by IJustWantToReadAndWriteStories on Ao3 about what Blade looked like when he's smiling.

It's not the prettiest smile, but it does exist.

[crystal-verse]

i can't remember if i ever put this on tumblr so here, have an ARR outfit study for g'raha

[sinestrosmind]

Thank You for Saving Me

Summary: Fireclaw has thanked Sinestro many times for saving him. Now, it's Sinestro's turn to thank Fireclaw.

Warnings: Sinestro cries lmao

Characters: Topaz Fireclaw, Thaal Sinestro

Wordcount: 1,319

     The sun was low in the sky, stars beginning to appear as night fell upon New Korugar's capital, and upon the surrounding forests. Deep within one of these forests, the leader of the Sinestro Corps and the second in command walked peacefully side by side.

     The leader had many names by many others, harsh and most untrue in his eyes; tyrant, dictator, fear mongerer, traitor- name it, and he's been called it. In contrast, his corps called him their leader, their founder, and, his most preferred by them, Sinestro. To the rest of the corps, he was just that. He was just Sinestro. But, to the Levanixian walking beside him, a soft purr rumbling in his chest, he was far more.

     The feline beside him called him many things too, and his favorite was whatever he chose to use at the time. Love, dear, babe, Thaal, even some more intimate names of which Sinestro cared not to share with anyone outside his and the Levanixian's shared personal quarters.

     There's one, though, that Sinestro has noticed used rarely, only in times of darkness for the cat beside him. "Savior."

     Sinestro didn't mind the name, he thought it fitting. After all, he did save Fireclaw. Gave him a new life, a new home, a new purpose. He did save him from his previous, cruel life. But whenever Fireclaw used the name, it always worried him. It was always used in times of darkness, of dispair, when the cat was battling a foe that Sinestro could not aid him with.

     Today seemed to be one of those days, as despite Fireclaw's purring, Sinestro could see that he was lost in thought. His eyes heavy and dark, filled with sadness. This is why Sinestro had proposed going for a walk, to clear his love's head, to spend quality time together and continue to heal past wounds.

     "Thaal?" Sinestro hears Fireclaw's quiet voice, laced with sadness. The Korugarian wraps an arm around Fireclaw's shoulders, gently pulling the Levanixian close to him. "Yes, Topaz?" Sinestro replies, gentle and loving and worried.

     Fireclaw let himself be tucked under Sinestro's arm, welcoming the embrace and the warmth. "Thank you for saving me..." The Levanixian whispers, and he feels Sinestro's hold on him protectively tighten as tears begin to fall. "I don't know where I'd be right now if you didn't..."

     "Anything for you, my dear," Sinestro reassures, and Fireclaw closes his eyes and leans into the Korugarian, tension visibly leaving his shoulders as he relaxed and let Sinestro guide him along. Let Sinestro lead him away from his troubles.

     These walks continued, as they had before, whenever one or the other was feeling down for any reason they would take a walk deep into a New Korugarian forest together. Sometimes, Fireclaw would again thank Sinestro for saving him, or for being his savior, for the umpteenth time. And, again Sinestro would find some way immediately after, by accident or on purpose, to get Fireclaw to relax. For that tension to leave Fireclaw's body, and sometimes, eventually, for the Levanixian to fall asleep as they sat beneath a tree, or in a clearing under the vast night sky.

     Other times, Fireclaw comforts Sinestro, leads the Korugarian away from his troubles as he does for him. Holds him close and hears him out, lets the Korugarian ramble on about whatever's bothering him at the time. Sometimes, Sinestro would thank Fireclaw for even loving him, for being there for him, for trusting him, putting his faith in him.

     Though this time, tonight, as the sun set on New Korugar and gave way to the stars above, it wasn't Sinestro that found Fireclaw sad and alone, fighting enemies who cannot be seen nor touched. It was Fireclaw who found Sinestro, sitting near the outskirts of the new city, staring at the ground, lost in thought.

     "Sinestro! There you are!" Fireclaw called as he slowed from a lazy lope to a trot, and then stopped beside the Korugarian. "I was worried about you," he said, bumping his head against Sinestro's shoulder in a greeting before giving the Korugarian a kiss on the cheek. "What's on your mind?" Fireclaw felt no need to point out the obvious with a "you look sad," instead jumping right to the point. And it seemed Sinestro had little need, or want, for words at the moment, as he wrapped his arms around Fireclaw and pulled the Levanixian onto  his lap, burying his face into thick orange fur.

     In turn, Fireclaw wrapped his arms around Sinestro, holding his love close to him. "Thaal, sweetheart," Sinestro hears the cat say, gentle, worried, caring, full of love. And that's all it takes for a sob to cause Sinestro's form to shake. He clings to the Levanixian in his arms, fingers digging into fiery fur as if his life depended on it. And right now, if Sinestro were honest, he felt as though his life did depend on keeping Fireclaw as close to him as possible.

     As another sob racks the Korugarian's body, Fireclaw gently comforts him. Rubbing his back, littering kisses all over his head, and whispering gentle words to try to soothe him. It's a while before Sinestro's crying eases to something he can breathe through, something he could manage to speak through. All the while, though, Fireclaw continues to try to ease Sinestro's pain the best he can.

     Shivers take hold of Sinestro, Fireclaw can feel them travel through his form. And, as Sinestro finally lifts his head from Fireclaw's neck, as Sinestro finally looks at Fireclaw, Fireclaw sees how exhausted Sinestro is. He see how tired his eyes appear, alongside how irritated they are. He sees how flushed Sinestro's face is. And, when Sinestro speaks, the exhaustion is thick in his voice.

     "I love you." Sinestro tells Fireclaw after a moment of staring into the Levanixian's loving, worried, forgiving eyes, his voice heavy and weak with exhaustion and hoarse from crying. "I love you." He says again, as he buries his face again in Fireclaw's fur. And Fireclaw begins to shower Sinestro in gentle kisses again, whispering an "I love you too" to him.

     It's a little bit before Sinestro speaks again, when the tremors mostly have died down, when he's mostly relaxed and allowing exhaustion to begin to take hold of him. "You thank me for saving you," Sinestro starts, and Fireclaw listens closely. "Call me your savior... But you don't realize," Sinestro lifts his head to look into Fireclaw's eyes, relaxing once their gazes met. "That you saved me, too." Sinestro again buries his face in Fireclaw's fur, getting comfortable once again as he rambles off whatever comes to his mind.

     "I thought I'd never love again. Thought I'd never be loved again." Sinestro mutters, tightening his hold on Fireclaw. "I thought I'd never feel complete again. Never have a family again..." Sinestro continues to ramble on, muffled by Fireclaw's fur.

     The two sat where they were, Sinestro kept his face buried in Fireclaw's fur, and Fireclaw kept his arms around Sinestro, rubbing his back and whispering gentle words to Sinestro to comfort him. Sinestro continues to ramble on, eventually devolving to muttering words of praise and terms of endearment. "My savior." Sinestro had started, barely a whisper. "I love you."

     And Fireclaw remained by his side, remained in his arms, remained holding him close, continued to reassure him, to comfort him. Until exhaustion took hold, and Sinestro's breathing leveled, his voice falling quiet.

     When Fireclaw was sure Sinestro was soundly asleep, he carefully untangled himself from Sinestro's arms and then picked the sleeping Korugarian up, taking him to their bedroom where he'd be safer. Where he'd be comfortable and warm. Where, when he wakes in the morning, Fireclaw will be curled up by his side, arms around him, head on his chest, exactly how things should be. Exactly how he wants things to be.

[lunarlegend]

-finally decides to finish this-

[cyber-neptune]

I frickimg love ur pfp WHO IS DAT

It’s my oc/persona^^