#jump the line

[withmatchinglaces]

rip “jump the line” gone but not forgotten

this definitely hasn’t been in my drafts for months

[stil-lindigo]

bite of winter.

a comic about a princess who died in the snow.

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[forgettable-au]

FORGETTABLE-AU (page 82-85)

THAT LAZYBONES!!

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[lilislegacy]

college student: where are your friends? percy and annabeth, right?

frank: honestly? probably either fighting somewhere or making out somewhere

college student: ….right, because those are basically the same thing

frank, nodding: pretty much

college student, side-eyeing him: you’ve apparently never heard of sarcasm

frank: you’ve apparently never met percy and annabeth

[shushmal]

Steve bites back a sigh when he sees a hand waving just out of the corner of his eye, trying to grab his attention from where Steve's gazing pitifully at his drink. The club is loud, music blasting, and maybe it's a little pathetic for Steve to be at his place of work on his day off, but Robin's behind the bar and he gets free drinks. Unfortunately, the kind of guys who frequent his workplace are usually the opposite of Steve's type.

So, he's prepared, for when he looks up, to gently let down whatever club boy who's decided to shoot their shot with him tonight. They all start to look the same to him: bleached hair, glitter, crop tops and low riding pants. Men who are too much like Steve to be what Steve's looking for.

When he looks up, however, his eyes go a little wide and his lips part from around the straw against his tongue.

"Hi!" yells the guy, long hair, long legs, long fingers. He's wearing way too much leather and denim for this place, and he must be boiling under that jacket. "W-would you like to dance?"

Steve takes a longer moment to take him in: his shoulders hunched up around his ears, fingers twisting his hair nervously, eyes big and brown and beautiful.

Straightening from where he's been hiding against the wall, Steve steps up into the guy's space, watches his eyes go bigger and his face go pink. He's perfect.

"I'm Steve," he says, leaning in so he can be heard over the music. "And you don't look like the kind of guy who dances."

"Oh, I'm not," the guy says, eyes flicking around Steve's face, dropping to Steve's chest, to his thighs and back up again. "Um, sorry. I'm Eddie."

Steve grins. "Nice to meet you, Eddie."

Eddie's mouth quirks up, an giddy, boyish smile. "P-pleasure's mine," he says. "And I may be terrible at it, but I'd love to dance with you. If you'd like."

"I would like," Steve tells him. He holds out his hand, feels his heart flutter when Eddie takes it. "I'd like that very much."

[inkskinned]

so i wrote a book that comes out soon and having that be real feels like falling down stairs because i wanted this since i was 7 years old so now what do i want after it.

so tell me why today all i care about is the word trundle, that the word trundle exists. of course i have things to do and emails to send and a world of suffering to protect but today my brain won't let me look away from the sheer linguistic improbability of trundle.

i saw a truck doing it. i imagine animals did it first. or people maybe. to trundle comes direct from old english. cows do it on occasion, but more often sheep (in my experience). someone had to name lope and someone had to name slog. the verbs to run and to leap make sense; they are singular and important distinguishers.

but we can bask rather than relax. we can scuttle rather than crawl. sometimes when i move in dance class it is to undulate rather than roll. someone had to name things like sonder and whimsy. of course we had words for tangible things like tree and grass and root. i love those words, i'm eating them.

i don't know the word for this thing. where it's real-now. sometimes i feel it when i am dating someone i actually like-and-love and i realize that is real, i am dating them and it's real that i like-and-love them. sometimes i have this feeling when i have been planning a vacation or an event for weeks-and-months and it finally happens - the feeling this is happening, it's happening right now.

it happens randomly sometimes too. i will be at the carnival or at an ice cream stand or with the last light of summer in my hair and i will feel it again, that sense - i have waited my whole life for this, and im finally experiencing it, and i need to pay attention to it.

but it's real! how amazing! how horribly tragic! it's real. it exists. the moment is here.

i have no idea what to do with it.

[daughter-horror]

JENNA ORTEGA

Beetlejuice Beetlejuice press tour.

[ca-d]

perseids and northern lights?!!?! magical ✨

[creepypso]

This animation took me so long,,, but after a few weeks the little scary face contest is finally done <3

To be fair it was the first time I used clip studio paint and actually lined and colored something in a different program than Sai. I learned quite a lot soo I'm excited for future projects!

Also have a gif version of it because now I can do gifs!! :D

_ I do not give you my consent to repost my drawings, without asking me first

[greenlaut]

pov: ur sarge is more unhinged than u thought (he’s a demolitions expert)

[hinamie]

Another blog noticed that Megumis scars are on the same position as Heian!Sukuna. And it's true! By that logic he should have scars under his armpits and on his belly (second arms and second mouth). You drawing it would be interesting

shoutout 2 megumi for making up fr all of yuuji's scars i no longer get to draw

[cubbihue]

Hey idk if you've answered this before but is there a big difference between flying and floating cause peri floats but he can't really fly that well from what I understand, wouldn't he just be able to float over stuff he would normally have to fly over?

Ye! Floating is like standing, while Flying is like walking!

So unfortunately, Peri can't really float over to stuff, because the act of moving requires a flap or two of his wings. Both floating and flying takes energy, but to the average fairy, its so minuscule that they don't even register it as lost energy.

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[teunip]

My offering for all the 5 Heimerdinger fans out there

[the-knife-consumer]

Things that were just supposed to be warmups but I started listening to David Bowie. Yk how it is

[em-allay]

Tubbo: MYTHICAL SAUSAGE I THOUGHT YOU WERE FAMILY FRIENDLY

Owen: He’s not mate, that’s the biggest lie he’s ever said

Sausage: I am family friendly, I don’t swear :D

[inkskinned]

i had a dream last night that i organized a tumblr meetup and we all agreed to go to a local bar together. so i go to the bar but it was a really busy night and i didn't want to ask every stranger "are u here for tumblr reasons" bc that's embarrassing and i'm shy. so i just got a drink and felt very awkward & hoped someone would approach me. tried to look inviting and like i was from tumblr but not like i was "from tumblr". when i left some girl stopped me to ask if i was there for the meetup but i was too shy and asked what's tumblr?

in the dream i went home to make a post about how nobody showed up to the tumblr meetup but my entire dash was people saying they'd gone to the bar but were too fucking shy to admit to being on tumblr so we'd all just had a drink and gone home