#idk who to do next tho!

[elfboypussy]

Karlach: I’d like to take you to bed now.

another screencap paintover! bg is from the game.

[notherpuppet]

@/coma_0423’s cursed cat alastor will bring you happiness ♥️

Lulu scolds the cat

[inkskinned]

for a while i lived in an old house; the kind u.s americans don't often get to live in - living in a really old house here is super expensive. i found out right before i moved out that the house was actually so old that it features in a poem by emily dickinson.

i liked that there were footprints in front of the sink, worn into the hardwood. there were handprints on some of the handrails. we'd find secret marks from other tenants, little hints someone else had lived and died there. and yeah, there was a lot wrong with the house. there are a lot of DIY skills you learn when you are a grad student that cannot afford to pay someone else to do-it-for-ya. i shared the house with 8 others. the house always had this noise to it. sometimes that noise was really fucking awful.

in the mornings though, the sun would slant in thick amber skiens through the windows, and i'd be the first one up. i'd shuffle around, get showered in this tub that was trying to exit through the floor, get my clothes on. i would usually creep around in the kitchen until it was time to start waking everyone else up - some of them required multiple rounds of polite hey man we gotta go knocks. and it felt... outside of time. a loud kind of quiet.

the ghosts of the house always felt like they were humming in a melody just out of reach. i know people say that the witching hour happens in the dark, but i always felt like it occurred somewhere around 6:45 in the morning. like - for literal centuries, somebody stood here and did the dishes. for literal centuries, somebody else has been looking out the window to this tree in our garden. for literal centuries, people have been stubbing their toes and cracking their backs and complaining about the weather. something about that was so... strangely lovely.

i have to be honest. i'm not a history aficionado. i know, i know; it's tragic of me. i usually respond to "this thing is super old" by being like, wow! cool! and moving on. but this house was the first time i felt like the past was standing there. like it was breathing. like someone else was drying their hands with me. playing chess on the sofa. adding honey to their tea.

i grew up in an old town. like, literally, a few miles off of walden pond (as in of the walden). (also, relatedly, don't swim in walden, it's so unbelievably dirty). but my family didn't have "old house" kind of money. we had a barely-standing house from the 70's. history existed kind of... parallel to me. you had to go somewhere to be in history. your school would pack you up on a bus and take you to some "ye olden times" place and you'd see how they used to make glass or whatever, and then you'd go home to your LEDs. most museums were small and closed before 5. you knew history was, like, somewhere, but the only thing that was open was the mcdonalds and the mall.

i remember one of my seventh grade history teachers telling us - some day you'll see how long we've been human for and that thing has been puzzling me. i know the scientific number, technically.

the house had these little scars of use. my floors didn't actually touch the walls; i had to fill them with a stopgap to stop the wind. other people had shoved rags and pieces of newspaper. i know i've lost rings and earring backs down some of the floorboards. i think the raccoons that lived in our basement probably have collected a small fortune over the years. i complain out loud to myself about how awful the stairs are (uneven, steep, evil, turning, hard to get down while holding anything) and know - someone else has said this exact same thing.

when i was packing up to leave and doing a final deep cleaning, i found a note carved in the furthest corner in the narrow cave of my closet. a child's scrawled name, a faded paint handprint, the scrangly numbers: 1857.

we've been human for a long time. way back before we can remember.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

what kind of underwear do you think Erik and Charles wear (i'm not asking this to see them half naked) ((please believe me)) (((PLEASE)))

My Personal Belief is charles is a briefs guy while erik's a trunks guy. trunks/briefs kinda couple because i can

and idk just a lil bonus or somethin. as i do.

[guavie]

[flovoid]

the detective leaves, and the criminal goes unstained, sighs in disappointment with the way he behaved. he feels his heart stinging his chest out,

he never ever in his life, made someone upset. especially to a person he started to grow fond of.

[frobby]

list of haikyuu character with actual real world jobs

-oikawa (accepted player for san juan Argentina )

-hinata (accepted player for sesi san paulo + japanese tourism ambassador for sendai japan)

-kageyama (japanese tourism ambassador for sendai japan)

-kuroo (appointed as special chief of japan's volleyball association's PR department)

[fizzypipz]

omg people like my idiot collage drawings.,.

[moeblob]

I am really tired of a situation rn.

[aibouart]

compilation of my other fav palette challenges from the years past... i should do them again sometime......

chara #9 belongs to @askbookwormflareon

[lethalbreadkills]

the latest victims of the redesigns.. old man yaoi it is time.

clukr i actually didnt have any problems with. i love clukr. hes so fun. i did however have a massive issue with the fact he can take his cymbal off but he COULDNT? anyways since hes a hi hat cymbal i gave him the proper tightening equipment to keep it on n be able to take it off ^-^ the apron is moreso to show that he likes tinkering but also his tools... i didnt wanna draw tools tho so🙄🙄🙄 old ass man..

GARNOLD. holy fuck garnold. this fucker. i get that nyanko ran out of ideas but FUCK hes so hard to work with. i had to take a full two day break to figure out what to do with him. but me and the wife schemed amd decided that hes a springlock suit he needs to be an animal. and we landed on a wolverine!!! i had a leukistic wolverine up for reference but i didnt take it toooo terribly to heart, i wanted to have fun :] kept the basic stocky shape though, and was why i made him a lot sharper than his og !! also bc be deserved it ^w^

[dreamyintersexouppy]

sometimes a transfem leaves a response on my "man hating tranny is a transmisogynistic myth" post and it's just so buckwild backwards that it says literally nothing and then i read to the end and it goes "uhm actually things are so complicated and the patriarchy is more complicated than (describes patriarchy explicitly) so you're wrong because this short tumblr post doesn't have comprehensive intersectional analysis so you must be too silly and dumb to understand it... also You're the condescending one cuz you kindly told me to assess myself as the social class of tma so actually feminism is useless" like... we're both women here it actually doesn't benefit you to bimbofy me as part of your argument, and i think condescension is thrown around as an accusation a bit too much on this site if apparently telling women that they are women and that it materially benefits them to see themselves as women in feminist analysis is apparently condescension, just reads as anti-intellectualism with extra steps

[xxplastic-cubexx]

sending you the best wishes for 2025 (even tho there's still 4 hours to it for me lol) 🫶🏻

happy new year to everyone !!!!!! here's to hoping it's better than this one was :^)

[shewhoeatssand]

I want to befriend Kaneki and meet with him and email him forever

[axel-tiredstudent]

sent THREE super long / important assignments due next week today maybe spending days inside working on them was worth it

[3416]

also i like the prime broadcasts positivity about the leafs... it's been sorely lacking... but they don't know leafs puck very well, it's kinda funny