#i’m okay i’m alright (no i’m not)

[dreagine]

Day 3: Coffee!

[applestorms]

hey. hi. hello. um? hey?

we, as a fandom, simply do not talk about this moment often enough.

[sexymoonmansslut]

happy jegulus day </3

and what if i sobbed. then what.

[dogerbooger]

Scar secret life doodle

[ivanttakethis]

Till is better than me because I would’ve leaned in for a kiss 😶

[greykolla-art]

Guys, Taskmaster has so many good quotes that fit them!😂

“I never know if you two are gonna fuck or fight!”

[mushroominaforest]

Okay so uh. I know @churrorat-art is planning on making a sprunki high school au but he said I can also make one if I want so I’m gonna do that!!! I was tryyyying to wait until after he made his first post about it but I’ve been waiting like, 9 hours since I drew this thing and IM NOT PATIENT IM SORRY CHURRO 😭

Anyways.

So this is just the design concepts for three characters. To nobody’s surprise the three characters are Wenda, Oren and Pinki. So I’m trying to imagine them as both humans and as teenagers. So if it’s doesn’t quite match their canon selves in personality or whatever BLAME THAT lmfao

So @t00nyah (I think it was them) said that Wenda would be a popular girl that everyone actually kinda secretly hates. She’s a white cat, and I don’t know about you, but fluffy white cats give me rich vibes. She also has a rude personality, (in my hc and possibly in canon as well) so yeah. You probably get type of character I’m trying to describe here.

Oren is a skater boy obviously. I think he’d probably be pretty chill, tries to get along with everyone etc. Going off the « bro has no enemies » line here lol. Uh he’s also kinda short. Sorry Oren.

Pinki I wanted to make her a very girly girl but I also kinda wanted to make her preppy. Very sweet, probably gets on a few peoples nerves with her overly kind nature (namely Wenda’s nerves). She’d probably always be doing charities and stuff.

The reason I’m yapping so much before I actually show the art is bc I’m scared ppl are going to dislike my designs Lmfao and I’m desperately trying to explain them. But like also these are just rough concepts they will probably change 👍 I accept feedback!!!

Anyways uh. Behold.

[littlebunno]

[megumiluvv]

Yu Haibara is gone. The first of people Shoko knew to die. Suguru Geto is gone. Satoru killed him. Kento Nanami is gone. Special grade curse in Shibuya got him. Satoru Gojo is gone. He was sealed in Shibuya and then killed by Sukuna. Even her teacher, Yaga, is gone.

Shoko walks the once loud halls of the school. She peeks into an empty classroom and can see herself, Satoru, and Suguru getting reprimanded for forgetting a barrier. It was Satoru’s fault. She moves down the hall and sees Haibara and Nanami, drinking a soda and talking about something she couldn’t care to remember. She sits in the teacher’s lounge, sees Yaga printing grades.

Shoko stands outside. Lights a cigarette. Smokes. The smoke dances in the air. She feels the bitter winter air and sees her classmates, throwing snowballs at the underclassmen. Ijichi on the ground covered by snow, Nanami brushing the ice off his cheek, Haibara laughing happily. Satoru and Suguru snickering behind her.

She heads back inside. To the room she’s always in, the scent of antiseptic and cleaners filling her nostrils as she breathes in. She breathes out smoke. She looks at the autopsy table, blinks, sees Haibara. Cold and lifeless, gash along his left side. She blinks again, he’s gone.

She thinks back to Shinjuku. Satoru was cut in half. She had to heal that body and sew his student’s brain into it. She replays the scene in her head as she looks at the operating table.

Shoko walks over to the dorms, Satoru and Suguru are in front of her room, arguing over a stuffed animal. She used to think they were childish, now she’d give anything to hear their banter again. Nanami pokes his head out of his dorm, shouts at them to shut up. She chuckles and walks to the vending machine.

Her heels echo through the empty space, vending machines still selling the same sodas from when she was in high school, rebranded, but the same old drinks. She buys an old favorite, sees Nanami buy one for him and Haibara, Suguru comes by to get some for him and Satoru. He smiles at Shoko. Disappears.

She’s alone again, in the empty school as the current students are all busy. She puts out her cigarette, leans against the window, watches the snow fall. In the background she can hear footsteps and Haibara cheering. She feels a tap and sees Suguru.

“Come on, it’s the first snow of the season!” Satoru shouts from the door.

“You comin’ Shoko?” Suguru smiles.

Shoko knows he’s not really there. None of them are, but she’ll lay in the snow and make angels for all of them.

“Yeah, gimme a sec.”

Masterlist

[misspenguinchaos]

I like them a whole lot also why is the doors fandom kinda dead wake up gang

[welcome-to-green-hills]

Babies. Literal. Babies. This fan film was a labor of love that did a fantastic job in telling the origins of Shadow the Hedgehog. There were laughs, cries, and even times where I was blown away with how artistically beautiful scenes were. Please watch this fan film!

Project: Shadow Fan Film (ENG Dub)

[leopardom]

anyone wanna scream with me about this shot of Jan on the latest ig reel because i’m going insane

[seoulmatez]

imagine eating something like a peach or a plum around boothill. . . you’re innocently biting into the flesh of the fruit when some of the juice slips down your chin and he takes notice. he doesn’t offer you a napkin, doesn’t wait for you to clean up the sticky nectar on your own — instead, he steps forward and takes a gentle yet firm hold of your jaw with his thumb and pointer finger, tipping your head up and lowering his to lick up the trail of sweet liquid. he kisses away the traces left on your pillowy lips, chases more of the flavor on your tongue with his own. and when he finally pulls away, his eyes are lidded and a smile lazily pulls at his lips. “well, aren’t you sweet?”

[lunesart]

I’ve been on a lmk kick as of late, so here are some of my favorite screenshot redraws I did in my sketchbook

[zeb-z]

dude I love blood in the bayou so far. most of the group is high on morphine and weed. they smoke 24 packs a day. rand has been easily convinced it’s mind flayers and is just so mentally unstable. rolan is perceiving and comprehending the incomprehensible horrors when he really Should Not Be. kian is straight up jerking it in his hospital bed. It’s the 80’s baby

[ao3userforgets]

okay, here is the first thing i wrote of john in my gale centric clegan fic, not sure when this takes place, just that gale’s psyche has been doing the mental equivalent of punching him repeatedly in the head :) daddy issues don’t care if you’re fighting in wwii, they Will get you :) and so will the voice of your dead mother :)

“John, a ways down the bar, John, as broad shouldered and flare bright as he gets. His mouth is whiskey wet around a canine sharp smile and his narrow eyes shift away from the cluster of baby faced airmen huddled around him, the flick of his eyes too fast to be searching, knowing Gale is right where he left him.

Just like your daddy. It’s Mama’s voice, inflected with Gale’s own self accusation.”