#man from london

[buggachat]

adrien's whole thing being that he feels unloved and unwanted and like everyone is just waiting for an excuse to write him out of their lives, meanwhile the people in his life love him So So So So Much but are just all so terrible at expressing that love. adrien thinking he doesn't matter to anyone yet in fact he matters to people so much that there is a grand conspiracy afoot crafted for the sole reason that he is so loved. i am losing my mind

[ozdeg]

[divinesymmetry]

as soon as this mf opened his beautiful Camden mouth, i realized that i would not escape the transmascs-love-spiderman stereotype

[spacecapart]

'Some days it seems so long ago, and some days…'

I'm deeply fond of Thomas Nightingale and also he frequently makes me very sad, so I wanted to draw something about that. Also, I figured if anyone would suit Leyendecker illustration vibes, which I'm really into right now, he would.

(Drawn in alcohol markers and coloured fineliners, and image described in alt text.)

Edit: I have a few A5 prints of this image available in my online shop! Check out my blog page or pinned post for a link to my Storenvy.

[andaxay]

She's up to something.

[fanofspooky]

Do you have a favorite Vincent Price movie?

[zeebreezin]

Shaw cashed out all his Whitsun cash on a Mesmeric Parasol so I felt obligated to draw him having a chill time for once! A bit of light spycraft, as a treat.

[wizzard890]

And I saw another beast come up out of the earth...and he spake as a dragon. (Revelation 13:11)

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The Coronation of His Majesty King Bastian I - The Hour of Wolves

When he was born he was a small thing. A screaming infant, a second son, destined perhaps for military greatness, but never dukedom. Never inheritance. Never conquest.

But at the inception of the light, the birth of the world, the moment between silence and splendor when The Glory breathed across the scope of creation: he was no small thing then.

Even then, he was coming.

His rise runs with blood: knives in the back, poison, betrayal, kidnapping and vengeance.

His rise burns with greatness: glory, family, rescue, love and ferocity.

The secret world recognized him before he knew himself. A fairy witch marked his passing and offered her slender wrist for his talons. A dead sun opens its mouth for him, a vanished Christ is his counterpart, a death knight worships before him, a raven-haired little girl holds the hand of her doting and beloved father.

The world we know calls him king of France, the monarch of a seized throne, a general who has promised the great lords England on its knees.

The Devil, in his own tongue, may call him son. The Glory has said nothing.

Would you know him if you saw him? Would you recognize what he is?

Bow, while you consider, and kiss his ring. There is a crown of flame upon his brow.

[statementlou]

while I agree that virgo Oli is probably the backline man for practical details, if you think him and Louis aren't getting high and laughing themselves silly coming up with ideas you're letting the "PA" label go to your head, that man is NOT the adult in this relationship they are dumbass4dumbass and egging each other on all day every day I will bet on it

[thegreatyin]

good job scoundrel! you've successfully ruined yourself!! again!!!

at this point, it's one of their best talents.

[popsicle-stick]

ÞÆS OFEREODE ÞISSES SWA MÆG

(that was overcome. so too may this.) from Deor, old english poem, c. 9th century.

new riso design! John Barleycorn is a folkloric figure considered the embodiment of the wheat harvest, and the subject of the English and Scottish folk song that describes the cyclical nature of his birth, death, and processing into bread and ale each year. this one was about the comfort in the constancy of things. the world could end. but the wheat field rises anew. the year turns around again.

[neptunezo]

jayroy is so monica and chandler coded omg

Jason and Monica are lowkey both neat and control freaks (obviously more Monica) and both feel under appreciated by their parents. They both discover who they are and learn to love and accept themselves of course with the help of their silly sarcastic boyfriend who just happens to be their older brother’s best friend. Roy and Chandler, 1, have had past addiction issues (chandler and his smoking, not matthew perry, rip) but both choosing to right their addictions. 2, Both use to be in a band *teehee* and 3, both want love but find it hard and have bad luck.

plus you’d get the iconic scene:

Dick: MY BEST FRIEND AND MY BROTHER?!?

Roy: Look we aren’t just messing around, I love him

Jason: I love him too

(super sappy looks between the two)

Dick: my best friend and my brother!!!!

AND ALSO THE “I am not high maintenance” SCENE IS ABSOLUTELY JAYROY and little parts of my heart smile

[chalkrub]

(probably) final batch of doodles! and they're actually doodles this time

garrot for @celestriakle

panny for @falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand

celeste for @grox-empire

teo for @boymosss

margolia for @shanghai-ohmy

sage for microchipt who tumblr will not let me tag!

funney aminals in hats for @pookabagi @nixie-noo and @babayanska

had to do a lot of headshots towards the end but I hope you all enjoy nonetheless :^)

[grantaire-lover-69]

Hyde must have drank his milk as a kid, because how the fuck is he not breaking bones while jumping from roof to roof like a madman?

[ppookieboo]

Hi, hello, hi. Gary come home, I miss you.

[piromina]

huge props to marinette for spinning up that lie so fast and on the spot, too. I thought I was good but damn. of course she must have had a general idea of what she was going to say to adrien beforehand going off of gabriel's "make me look good" and her own love telling her that the truth would hurt adrien even more, but that's just a very vague idea. she could not have possibly spun up that entire story of a lie in her head beforehand with all that was going on - dealing with all the truths coming in one after the other, the crying, the emotional trauma, getting the kwamis back -

and of course, there's adrien. he is one of the highest things on her list of priorities, his safety being the first thing she needs to take care of. the problem is, she doesn't know how. the only thing she can do in that situation is lie. a small lie. just one to make it better for now and then she can make it a long-term lie later. make sure no one else finds out.

and once she started telling the lie, once the first words were out of the mouth, it was all improvisation. her next words showed up in her head as she was going, spinning up a believable story, just good enough to be taken as the truth. she rambled - a rookie mistake for liars - but you couldn't blame her. she's a professional liar, almost, with her superhero identity, but this one is different. just one hour after learning the truth she had to cover up all this with no warning beforehand.

she couldn't tell adrien the truth. but she couldn't do much to comfort him either. ladybug couldn't tell him something only marinette knows.

she had to lie. she had to come up with something on the spot. those words would haunt her for the rest of her life - that lie was all she could think about for the next couple of months because she had to make it work. she had to keep the truth and make everything work out. it wasn't a big deal. she just had to tell adrien something, anything that would comfort him! what would comfort him about his father? what would convince him that he was a good guy this whole time? that he was a, a, a hero! yes, she would tell him that. it was a white lie! she wasn't a bad person! she just had to tell adrien that his father was a hero so that he would never have to know the truth and suffer like she did. he was a hero.

was.

once that word came out of her mouth, there was no going back.