#im NOT tagging them all okay

[itsgirlcraft]

TW like. way too many eyes

Sooo it's already 1050pm and I've made no ocs posts 😅

But!! I spent awhile drawing and then painting literally 34 eyes of different Steve Saga bois!!

(Under the cut bc yeah)

I hope the words are easy to see haha- I was not gonna be able to accurately list every character/describe their eyes well 😭

This is actually kinda a base for my oc Saga- bc I've never actually established their design- so I wanted to draw these eyes n decide whose will stay for their actual face-

Oh! And here's the non painted pics!

[hoshizoralone]

reflection

[hinamie]

in spite of everything, I had fun <3

[shepscapades]

Happy New Year :) Featuring my favorite ships from this year!

[pinacoladamatata]

blink and you'll miss it moments around skyhold....

[queerdraws]

projecting on luffy again. get bited.

[chronologically-challenged]

Siffrin: Hey, Stardust, any ideas for this loop?

@chipper-smol This is how I picture the start of 80% of their conversations going after awhile in role reversal au.

[civetside]

hello guys it's me miss consistent art style!!! wrestling AU????? sorry i am smashing my 2 current interests together as ya do, gideons trying to be a cool pro wrestler and harrow is her manager

[shoujoegg]

finished painting studies w/ the og dregs....

[ender1821]

im a child of divorce

[mellohiizz]

dropping off some of my unstable universe art because im going insane and we got 3 episodes in like one week?? below is just some sketches i dont feel like finishing but you guys can have them too i guess

[infernoflorys]

ok poll time i need answers

[crayolascribblz]

welcome home pls let me out I have a family (wh doodle duuump!!!!! ^_^)

and ofc the sillies,,

(this last one is technically a reupload but I wanted it to be with other stuff aswell it felt weird as a solo post)

[cosmicourple]

list of EPIC! rarepairs / crackships & crack friendships I fw / some I made up (very few tho I think hdvff)

°— Odysseus x Poseidon (Seamonsters)

°— Odysseus x Zeus (Thunderclap)

°— Odysseus x Poseidon x Zeus (Wetthunderthighs)

°— Polites x Circe (Springblooms? or Smilingsoul?)

°— Thanatos & Telemachus (Death & The Dodger duo)

°— Penelope x Circe (CunningEnchanter)

°— Penelope x Amphitrite (Pearltears)

°— Zeus x Polites (Lightningreflective? or Sullied?)

°— Poseidon x Eurylochus (Stonefish? or Stormydepths?)

°— Aeolus x Telemachus (Smokey)

°— Circe & Hermes (Divine Perfume + ‘Perfume’ duo)

°— Penelope & Ctimene (Warrior Power Women duo)

°— Scylla, Odysseus & Ctimene (Feral Wolfs & the Big Bad Sea-Dog trio)

°— Ares & Ctimene (Shadowed Siblings duo)

°— Sirenelope x Odysseus (shipped onesided lol) (Azurescales) (edit: ship it fr now wth 😭)

°— Ctimene & Telemachus (Full Speed After My Dumbass Brother/Father duo)

°— Hera & Odysseus (Loyalty First duo)

°— Apollo x Eurylochus x Helios (Dimsunlight? or Scorchedsteelinhand?)

°— Hermes, Odysseus & Ctimene (✨HERMES✨ and Grandkids duo)

°— Antinous x Calypso (Scarletsand)

°— idk what else (for now mwahhaha-)

[dipperscavern]

about to go to bed, but this post got me thinking… cregan x reader w strange interests.,… walk with me here

people have always been a bit… unaccepting, when it comes to you and the things you like. they’ll enjoy your personality well enough, laugh with you at feasts, treat you courteously at gatherings, but decide they don’t enjoy your company the moment you show a different part of yourself.

one that takes a special interest in poisonous plants, knows how to prepare a body after death, collects bones and feathers, charts astrology… and your pets are usually quite successful in labeling you as completely mad.

you understand to some extent. different is strange, and people reject the things they don’t understand. such is the games of highborns (a rather cruel dance, really.) but you found you couldn’t find it within yourself to try and change. after all, comparison is the thief of joy, as your beloved old maester would say.

you were alright with solidarity, if being alone meant being yourself — but the old gods have always been said to have a sense of humor.

it seems cregan stark is not so off put by such oddities. quite the opposite, in fact.

your pet spider doesn’t repulse him, like it does the others. while he would’ve been most content to allow you the sole responsibility of spider-handling, it didn’t take much convincing on your part. only a simple statement of reassurance, a small smile, a warmth of your cheeks at his interest, and cregan finds himself sat on the bed as you retrieve your eight-legged friend.

whatever doubts he harbors instantly vanish as you sit across from him, un-cupping your hands to reveal a much bigger spider than he previously thought. tarantula, he’s heard the maesters say (with horror.)

while one holds the maesters’ worst nightmare, your other hand reaches for his. he takes note of your warmth, the softness of your hands in comparison to his own. people usually don’t touch him without permission, and, perhaps strangely, he wishes you to never hesitate when doing so.

he uncurls his palm for you, and before you transfer the creature, you softly ask for him to “please don’t scare him.” — and cregan’s heart skips a beat, because he knows at that very moment, he would heed your every request. anything you ask of him, it is yours.

perhaps this revelation would produce a greater affect on lord stark if he wasn’t so encapsulated with staying still while your creature begins to crawl from your palm to his own.

its great work to not tense himself or pull away when it happens, but you watch him so intensely, waiting to pull your creature to safety at any indicator. so he stills. you ground him, even if unaware.

once your creature is fully in his palm, it seems comfortable. sitting itself, abdomen flush to cregan’s palm to encompass the warmth he offers. you sit like that in silence for a moment, cregan observing it’s markings, and you waiting for the warden of the north’s assessment of you and your creature.

after some time, cregan speaks, tone different from the usual one of lord stark.

“Does he have a name?”

you can’t help but smile at his words, and he can’t help the way your expression makes one of his own tug at his lips. “Bones.”

“Bones?” he repeats, face relaxing in his surprise. his words don’t contain any malice, only a question in its tone.

you nod tentatively, as if awaiting judgement. “When found in the kitchens, a cook tried killing him with a chicken bone.”

his gaze momentarily flickers to the spider as he nods his head, a sort of understanding passing between the wolf and the arachnid. something else is there, too. a fondness for you unfurling in his chest — how you can find beauty in such things; things deemed unwanted by most people.

cregan’s gaze finds you again, and you look at the spider in his hands with such reverence it makes his lips part in silent adoration.

you’ve captured him, he thinks. he’s damned.

[felsicveins]

His heart belongs to another

And no other heart will do