#impromptu shit

[citrusmaxxer]

i hate debate i hate debate i hate debate i hate debate i hate debate i hate debate i hate debate i hate debate i hate debate i hate debate i hate debate

[omaano]

K2 for echorexfives? 👀

Rex would like a refund on his ARCs. Or a nap. Either is fine.

Just imagine for the second one that Rex is on an official holo call or something XD

Help me get back into sketching through some of these polyam/platonic pose prompts :3 (I'm still slowly doing these, they help powering through this little artistic crisis I'm suffering rn)

[fightingwithallreality]

The Enchanted Horse (1992) written by Magdalen Nabb, illustrated by Julek Heller

For @horsefigureoftheday

[literallyjusttoa]

For two people that broke up almost 2000 years ago, they sure do have the vibe of that insanely toxic couple on your college campus that you keep getting second-hand embarrassment from as you pass by. Idk what the modern equivalent of drowning your ex in a bathtub would be tho.

[sillygreenrat]

bone apple teeth, bucky

i love torturing him artistically

[lazysunjade]

S U N F I R E |

lies like a sailor, but he loves like a painter.

[keii]

Morning after Yoosung's bday 🤭

[thatstolenpayal]

i regret a lot of things. but i would never change them. not like i can, but if i could, i still wouldn't. i feel like everything i lived through, has made me the way i am. i don't know if that's a good thing, but i'd let my people and experiences leave their impressions on me. i sometimes ask for forgiveness, from myself. it's hard. really hard. but you got to. so seek it, and grant it. you deserve it.

[yoddhasblog]

[pepperpixel]

Both love and hate the absolute DELUGE of ink a fresh sharpie unleashes onto the paper the instant it makes contact…. I have complicated feelings towards the deluge lmao

[passthroughtime]

guess who finally replayed the dig in your heels fight! here's today's reason of my insanity

is it just me or did kuwana really avoid hurting yagami's face too much (compared to his own bruises of course) 🤨 gotta keep that man pretty even if it costs him a win

also look at these losers smiling at each other. i'm disgusted

"making up with bf 🥰🥰🥰" kind of energy going on there

and thank you rgg studio for showing me who'd take the first step to reconciliation after a quarrel. really helps me with the brainworms and yagami with this sore loser

i'm having a blast rn imagining that this happens after every fight they have. and if yagami wasn't the one to yield and offer an olive branch time after time, kuwana would never speak to yagami ever again. he'd cry into his pillow every night after of course, but would never take the first step himself. because he is that type of a bitch.

[definegodliness]

Wishy-washy bumbling about Edinburgh, all lit up in fine lights. And I — amazed at all the stilletos frivolously stampeding across frost-glazed cobblestones — ventured inside some kind of Mega Store, feeling evermore forlorn amid the shoes, and clothes, and clothes; searching for a memento.

Then, among all the trinkets and things meant to waste away there was Perfume Girl.

Fifteen years is a long time to remember a passerby. I for one cannot bear the thought being remembered. However, as such... I might not mind.

Perfume Girl.

She was wondrous in her own right. I do not know how fortune got us twenty square meters to ourselves during Christmas, the busiest time of year, unless it was to have me make her mine, but I do know I never did make her mine. I'd love to say it was due to my being shy, but that time I wasn't. Something inside me wanted me to be bold; she was elflike, so beautiful.

I asked her to help me pick a cologne, like Forrest Gump asking directions home, or Mr. Bean buying a birthday gift. But it must have had its charm, because she — albeit first mockingly, amusedly —complied, and ritualistically; sensually; evermore intensely slowly sprayed perfume on a paper strip, waving it, then carrying it under my nose, asking:

"Do you like it?"

Never missing eye-contact.

Her voice hushing. Becoming pressing.

I remember staring.

I remember how her cheeks flustered with every inch diminished at the distance between us with every one of her new picks, and how her fingers lingered, brushing mine, when we finally decided on that one flask that would be it.

My courteous:

"Thank you very much."

Her intimate:

"You're very welcome."

I remember the innocence of not knowing what I now know I should have known then. It's not that often instant love offers a chance. Sometimes I think this is what makes life beautiful; sometimes I still think about how things could have been were I to then simply have given in to fortune; twenty square meters wherein time stood still. I got my memento, though.

Edinburgh, after fifteen years:

Perfume Girl.

[samhaven]

Artfight attack for Filthyskunk ☀️🌅

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Hi, I was the anon that had brought up the high seas adventure!! I'm glad you took interest in it, and hearing your ramblings to add onto it just made me imagine so many fun things! (Poor Eddie, haha. With your description, I just imagine a dog trying to stand up in a moving car.) Ohh, now I imagine a case where the ship wrecks and their stranded for a few days until another rescue ship comes! Perhaps on an island?? I hope some of them know how to hunt!

the very first thing that came to mind was Eddie sobbing while pointing one of Howdy's guns at a crab. Sally just comes up & stabs it through the shell before taking it back to the fire for eating. Eddie collapses to his knees, wracked with guilt-

[dorianwolfforest]

finally got around to setting up studying stuff and oh man. english teacher dorian. dorian, teacher of youths. im going to be the annoying teacher that only allows english to be spoken during lessons. im gonna make them read books several times. get grammar pop quizzed, child.

[sansa-of-oldstones]

“Don’t worry unless Jim Cantore shows up.”

Jim Cantore: *has lunch a few miles from where I live*

Me: *wants to pack bags, texts brother in Illinois*