#im very proud of this :)

[missusmags]

I am the face of love's rage I am the face of love's rage

[pixewz]

💊 My Mouthwashing HC’s 💊

- Jimmy uses axe body spray but he specifically puts it on in medical just so he can watch Curly choke and heave on it

- Daisuke owns lightning mcqueen crocs and light up sketchers, both annoy Swansea

- Anya uses she/they pronouns

- Anya found some pouches of apple sauce around the ship, she now crushes up and mixes meds into it to feed to Curly to save him from Jimmy

- Daisuke once offered to help with feeding Curly. He ended up putting a swirly straw into the apple sauce pouch because he thought Curly would like it

- Daisuke once made Curly a cup of coffee. Swansea to this day, still questions how he drank it with his ‘stumps’

- Daisuke will often run around the ship, looking to help out like an eager dog once Swansea is done with him for the day

- Daisuke has ADHD

- Daisuke once fell asleep on the couch in the main room, only to wake up to Swansea yelling at him for drooling everywhere

- Jimmy would definitely pull ‘pranks’ on Daisuke but it’s actually just him subtly bullying him e.g. tripping him up in the hall when he’s running lol

- Anya owns bandages (🩹) with dinosaurs on them and Daisuke constantly asks her to use them on him

- Daisuke wears his socks pulled up to his knees

- Daisuke once found some markers and used them to draw on Curly’s bandages, such as flowers and other little doodles, much to Anya’s dismay

[zarvasace]

Echoes of Wisdom Zelda cosplay at FanX SLC this weekend!! The white skirt and sleeves (and brown bag) were items I already had and were purchased, but the rest was handmade :) I had so much fun in this outfit and very much want to wear it again.

[staticmono]

unobtainable.

so royal's bad ending huh. i still havent finished the actual ending yet but i did the bad ending with a few friends and havent stopped thinking about it.

[duckieduccss]

Mothra Sketches!!💕✨

This time i thought about giving her own dedicated page in my sketchbook & also learning how to draw her better :)

Thanks to this, i might even do something special soon (be on the lookout👀)

[veevadoovee]

lay all your love on me

[w1tchcr4ftt]

the the freaken

flowr !

[pookinat0r]

uh . maybe reblog so people see this but only if you want to i guess it took two hours :3 ILOEV D PUTE. VESSEL I LOVE PUTE VESSLE I BEAT P4 THE OTHER DAY YAYYYYYYY

[elliottexists]

sorry your boyfriend forgot you exist. yeah he looks right at you but he cant see you. hes playing you a song on his sad little guitar.

[jacqueillustrates]

Edevya looking for her daughter 💙

[pizzarink]

Cyber Spire 😎

Unrendered:

[incorrect-baldurs-gate-3]

So I made a thing...

It's supposed to be tav's first impressions of them soooo not entirely accurate, but I'm worried it just comes across as me not quite knowing all the lore.

But I'm still weirdly proud of this little meme I made.

I love it.

[astro-g0re]

Admiration

[sluug-juice]

What a silly lil guy :) (Bill design by @/spoonyspine)

[bellacatt-art]

This might be one of my favourite pieces to date, damn I surprised myself with this one 🤧

Also the algorithm hasn't been treating me very nicely lately, so any interaction at all will be greatly appreciated, thank you!! ^-^

I've been wanting to draw some Classic Who fanart for ages, and since Tom Baker's Doctor is one of my favourites, I thought I'd go with him :3

I'm sort of getting a spring vibe from this one, which is quite fitting considering what time of year it is ♡♡

Anyways, I'm actually really proud of this, and I hope you all like it too! :)

[everythingisawayoflife]

the writer in me…she’s cooking…i think this is the longest thing ive written yet. i shall leave a sample below so i’m satisfied with sharing at least a little bit before i post the full thing (this to me takes place in the new batman adventures universe but feel free to imagine otherwise):

Dick is worried. Tim isn’t the chattiest kid but he can certainly hold a conversation. Dick’s tried everything: school, movies, TV, even casework. All he’s gotten are some unenthused grunts and hums. Tim may not biologically be Bruce’s kid but he sure does take after the guy. He cleaned up a bit before leaving and there’s a little bit of color back in his face but he still looks tired. Devastatingly so. Dick keeps stealing glances at his little brother in the passenger seat of the car. His arms are folded tightly against his abdomen, as if he’s protecting his stomach from something and a slight shiver courses through his body despite Tim bundling up with at least three layers, a scarf, a hat, and very thick gloves. The kid’s got to be cooking in his makeshift snowsuit, but then again…

They’re stopped at a red light. Five minutes out from the mall, three minutes out from the nearest urgent care.

Dick steals another glance towards Tim and decides to reroute to the clinic, get him checked out. Dick tuts quietly, it’s a shame he’s starting to come down with something right before Christmas, right before his first Christmas with them. Dick’s been in his shoes before; falling in a pond ice skating with Barbara. She managed to be just fine whereas he spent Christmas on Bruce’s couch laid up with pneumonia. He hardly remembers that Christmas from being so damn delirious but he remembers the warmth that wasn’t from fever. It was familial. The whole time he remembers being with someone. It was hard to deduce who was with him when but he was never alone. And if Tim was about to go through what he had been through, or something similar, he’d need them. But first, Dick just wanted to check for a fever in the first place. All signs pointed to one but Dick wasn’t sure yet. Careful not to wake the sleeping boy, Dick reaches out for Tim’s forehead.

HONK!

Dick quickly retracts his hand and places it back on the wheel, pressing the gas. To the mall. Tim doesn’t jolt awake but the car horn is clearly loud enough to stir him. He blinks slowly with a grimace, like he’s in pain.

“Are we there yet?” Tim asks, pitifully quiet. Like talking louder than a whisper would kill him.

“Almost, Tim, you can go back to sleep for a bit,” Dick says, taking a left towards the mall.

Tim makes a disapproving noise. “I wasn’t sleeping.”

Hm. Denial is the path he’s choosing here.

“Are you sure? Your eyes were closed and you weren’t talking. Telltale signs of sleeping to me,” Dick says lightly, trying not to come off like he’s interrogating Tim.

Tim laughs a little. “Nope, just resting my eyes.”

“Okay, old man. You’re too young to rest your eyes. Resting your eyes is for old people. Just look at Bruce.”

“Hn.”

“Oh my gosh, B, is that you?” This gets a more hearty laugh from Tim. It’s the most awake he’s looked since this morning.

alrighty thats all im posting, im gonna show the utmost restraint until i actually finish this thing.