#idk how to draw fire lol

[roranart]

portgas d. ace

[tigitaldurtle]

ah erm. first fully illustrated piece since like...? well i guess it's technically only been just over a month aha aha. but it's Staniel! hooray! [openly weeping]

first time ever participating in @stanuary and this was fun! hopefully i can keep this energy up LOL

Week 1 - Mindscape

[kenchann]

hypnooooooo00s and than

[larachelledrawsfe]

Prompts: characters with cats, masked ballroom, magical girl AU, Modern AU, Pokemon AU

FE3H sketch set (aka I'll draw all your favorite FE characters in magical girl outfits)

For the FE Artscuffle - Alois & Bernadetta Day Events

Gatekeeper is for @bees-and-sunshine

Marianne is for @emotiandon

Bernadetta & friends is for for pandorasphinx on Discord

BBQ Alois is for @alrest

Pokemon AU! Alois is for @kikijidraws

[francy-sketches]

world's evilest middle schooler

[xxplastic-cubexx]

had a wanda in my game ask me how to effectively use meteor m like my beautiful daughter i havent the slightest clue. also round starts in five seconds.

[wigglebox]

Suptober [Extended] - Day 24 || Smoke

[m1co-16]

"Furnace." "Open."

[rose-i-guess]

Thinking abt wings of fire for some reason so uhh here’s some starflights ?? Yes I gave him emo hair…spikes

[bacchuschucklefuck]

I love how you completely changed everyone’s wardrobe for the Beach Episode, save for gorgug’s hoodie (do they take it in the water?) do you wanna talk about the outfit choices at all?

I mean there's not a lot to talk about there I think? I'm a big fashion-focused character design artist, I'll say that, but a lot of that I can't really translate into words sadly... there are just certain character-specific silhouettes that once u've picked out u can hang onto to give them new clothes and it'll usually be good that's kinda how I do it. I fully see gorgug going Anywhere in that hoodie tho I think by this point babygirl's like I have a theory it's indestructible and I intend to test it

[realcowboysdrinkjuice]

nobody is gonna see this but like two years ago i read a fanfic and in it badboyhalo was the daycare worker and every day i wonder if that person still watches mcyt and knows that they were so right cause here we are w qsmp and bbh is basically the daycare guy mf watches those kids

[djcarnationsblog]

Imma make a poll cause now I'm contemplating something-

[jade-of-mourning]

i just really want to see mako & bolin dragging korra around her first night market after a game. every tacky vendor of metal-wire walls and flappy colorful canvas is an entire new world to her, draped in cheaply-made clothes chasing the latest fashions and carefully-wrought jewelry made by the hands of their sellers, trinkets and magnets adorning spinning racks. there are so many voices and smells overlapping, not a unified din like the arena tends to become, and bolin is bargaining the price of a hat for her that she didn't ask for and mako is shoving paper bags of greasy foods into her hands. bolin drops the hat on her head and when she steps off into a dark space between buildings where motorcycles are haphazardly parked, trying to find air again, he returns wielding sticks of tanghulu and sweet potato balls. mako slips after them and asks if she wants a drink, and she says sure, anything you think is good; you're the expert here, and he flashes her a rare smile before weaving back into the crowd with the ease of someone used to navigating faceless armies. bolin stole her bag of fishcakes on sticks and is eating them noisily to remind her of the company she has, and she tries the sweet potato balls fried just for her, soft and chewy and sugar on her tongue. korra doesn't know these snacks — she's a child of the south, nurtured by ice and storming whiteout, bannock in fish stews of carefully stored spices, wooden sweetness on her tongue in akutaq of cloudberry — but she thinks she'd like to learn to know them.

it's an odd drink that mako brings back for her by the haphazardly-parked motorcycles, drowned in jelly more than liquid, and korra savors every cool swallow sliding down her throat and the sweetness filling her heart. the brothers are pouring copious amounts of hot sauce packets into a plastic tray of noodle and offer her the splintered chopsticks, and she takes them in calloused hands and it burns the spaces between her teeth like fire against the celestial lights. what sort of insane would you need to be to enjoy this? she demands indignantly and mako just shrugs and shovels a large portion into his mouth. bolin scowls and adds more hot sauce, taking his own dig at the increasingly reddening dish, and it goes on back and forth like that until korra can't hold back her laugh. it fills the city horizon, the night market, and korra thinks beneath the glowing red signs screaming their wares that this is where people must come alive.

and she would like to feel so suddenly alone, to let her isolation swallow her up whole as a child to jelly drinks; but she doesn't, not in the company of mako and bolin sharing with her the city they lost and gained everything from — from the city that can now be hers.

[thetangibleghost]

The sixth graders are starting to mutany

[crescentfool]

i have become the very thing i sought to destroy

[francy-sketches]

older tommen with short hair bc idk it’s kinda growing on me