#muchos thank yous muchos thank yous!

[girzapata6]

MY VERY FIRST COMMISSION!! :''D

Thank you SO MUCH for your support, @waterwindow !!♥♥ I really had so much fun drawing your boy!!💕

IF YOU ARE INTEREST IN COMMISSIONING ME, HERE'S MY COMMISSION SHEET! You don't have enough for a Commission but want to support me?? YOU CAN BUY ME A KO-FI!!♥

[zimtlees]

HI !! I know I've said it a million times already but I love your art so much you're genuinely so talented 😭, I still feel so lucky you drew smth for me :)) and it gives me more inspiration for my art 🙏🙏 My obsession with adult Orel and Moral Orel came back once I came across you WOOHOOOHDJDJERRN And I was wondering, and I don't know if you already have but, if you would share more of your headcanons about him, his family, the immoral orel au, ANYTHING !!!1! I LOVE YOU AND YOUR HCS !!! I'm very invested... (y también pensé que nunca conocería a alguien que estuviera tan loco por él como yo, así que me siento mejor por eso) We've been blessed with everything you make and I get so happy every time you post :DDD and you're genuinely a very kind person so I hope you have a great rest of your day 🙏🙏❤❤ (and sorry for this long ass paragraph ask HRJHRHRBBR)

OREL HC????? Okay, first I'll say the hc I have (all silly, nothing serious?) and then I get cheesy...uh

Right, first let's start with uhhhh a silly headcanon I have is that when he was younger he wanted to be like Reverend Putty...for his great service to God and all that uh. Then when he grew up he'd want to study to be a doctor...it's a good profession for him (I know I explained this in a post a few months ago), he likes to help people, and he'd definitely give his patients loads of attention without being as negligent as the doctor in Moralton lmao. (I should do a whole post about this as I actually have a lot to say about his career path)

I'm a firm believer that at some point he continued to smoke weed...maybe in his teens?? He'd know it was wrong, but it helped him to zone out, so it was fun, plus he'd definitely hang out with people who smoked too, and Orel is...very easily influenced.

Definitely in school he'd be smart, but also REALLY DISTRACTED...and goofy, I'm pretty sure hardly any girls would be interested in him. (Maybe he also became a bit weird), he's bad at picking up hints and reading people's body language... so everyone would have to be REALLY direct if they wanted to talk to him about anything. (Aahh he'd probably have to move outta Moralton to study for a serious doctor career...then he'd have to adapt to new people...bad boys)

He'd probably only start officially dating Christina when they were both legal...and she had the freedom to leave her house whenever she wanted!!! Happy ending.

CHRISTINA IS SADISTIC-

...I didn't say anything, but if Orel is a masochist and Christina's an 'alternative' version of him then uh, I don't want to think about what would have happened in her chapter...

In his teens he'd really enjoy grunge and soft rock...uhgg I dunno, I just feel it. (Even though he's not that into music)

He's a goofy..nice...overprotective.....VERY overprotective dad, and that'd cause problems with his kids when they hit their teens...stupid (I love him) Orel..aahg, I mean, aahhh I also think he'd do loads of things that embarrass his kids!! But without realising lmao, he'd be like...trying to talk like them? That 'teen language' as he calls it haha.

IN HIS TEENS A LOT HAPPENED - UGH, not just between him and his parents...I mean also with his 'friends', even if he stopped being (just a bit) innocent, loads of people would definitely manipulate him into doing anything.

I don't think Clay and Bloberta ever divorced lmao, feel like they just stayed together and miserable...just like in that pic Orel has in his living room (Plus, I love that pic, it proves Orel doesn't hide his parents, he loves them despite everything and he'd definitely tell his kids to love them...wwgggh)

You know what I'm pretty sure about? Doughy and Orel got into a fight and came to blows in their teens, what caused it? Probably Doughy, in loads of episodes he looked like he was betraying his best mate for attention and affection from an adult...(but ugh, don't judge, it's written so well and we know why he did all that, even though that doesn't mean it was right, yeah, plus...there's no guarantee he changed after that, if we think about it Doughy had NO ONE, to teach him right from wrong), at some point he'd do a 'silly betrayal', to Orel...that'd make him SO ANGRY (cos it's not the first time) that mixed with a strong IMPULSE LMAO, he'd punch him, then he'd punch him back...and well, it'd all end with forgiveness and Doughy learning something.

And that's just a part of what I have cos I wrote a lot lmao...

[courtmartialme]

whats your fav thing about rizas personality? like something that makes your brain tingle and might possibly be unseen/ignored by others?

that’s a very mean question anon how am i supposed to choose One favorite thing about my wife :(

there are a few… what comes to mind is her lack of self preservation, her kindness, and how she’s so selfless it may circle back to being selfish. there’s a scene in ishval where riza tells roy what’s happened is her fault for trusting the alchemy to him in the first place but not in an accusing tone. she doesn’t blame the men in her life that abused her trust and thinks she’s the one responsible for everything, even though those men were older and supposed to look for her. it’s kinda frustrating that she never gets openly mad at roy or at her father, but also such a fundamental part of her character too so even though it’s frustrating her acting like that is.. what i would expect from the character that acts like that in other situations too…!!!

despite roy already having broken his promise to her once, she decides to trust him again and to follow him into hell. it’s always emphasized how roy is idealistic to a fault, but riza is too. saying that flame alchemy drives good men insane… she has every reason to hate everyone and everything and to want to see the world burn but she stayed gentle and believes in change…!! where roy has hardened she stayed kind and you can see that in every thing she does… she’s so full of love and kindness and hope..

there’s so much more… how charming and funny she is, saying stupid shit with a straight face. if you look at manga the times riza is the one saying something silly and roy looking at her like 🤨 probably happen more often than the opposite LOL like there’s no way this person gets to hold the shared braincell imo. how she always respects the elrics, despite always acknowledging they’re kids she still respects them as they coworkers, and tells ed about ishval despite not having any obligation to but because she thought he deserved to know…. ah

basically it all comes back to riza being GENTLE and KIND and FULL OF LOVE, everything she says and does comes from that to me. how she has traits that are usually virtues but taken to an extreme become flaws. her being like that is my favorite. so sometimes i see it ignored to make her nagging and mean especially towards roy, even as a joke it annoys me a bit because she’s never like that…

her being like that is why i’m adamant about her being always at the receiving end of love and kisses and etc .. she gives out so much of herself without ever expecting anything in return i think she deserves to have others give to her the same love and devotion and feel responsible for her wellbeing like she does for others. she only sees worth in herself when she’s being useful to others so i think everyone needs to love her until she realizes she’s wrong

TLDR:

[matex3]

total drama au where trent is slightly emo coded and cody likes him instead of gwen and everyday goes to tell him the fnaflore in spanish and trent is seemingly concerned for him

[putridpride]

if you get a boop from me: I'm not flirting with you. it's like a fist bump, if you will

[lioa7]

Your Fresh Undyne… I love her

Ahhh!!!!!????? AHHAGGVJS!!??!?!?!!??

You!!!!!YOUEBSKDBD DKXHD SMMD SNN NSNNN!!!?!?!

YOSDEEWTHEUDYNEYOULIEKHERNDJSBE?????????????

ILUYIUWHYAAAAAAAAHHGG!??????

[una-lobita-sad]

Querido yo!

Querido yo ,

Perdón por ponerte siempre en la misma posición.

Se que solo quieres ser amado y tratado de la forma en que trataste a los demás , pero siempre terminas lastimandote.

[stevebabey]

Congrats on da followers dearest!!! How about a blurb? “I wouldn’t wanna fight you. You’re pretty feisty.” with you know who ;) tbh that entire 45 OTP list gives me bf Steve vibes, very well selected babe 😌

sanne honey thank u!!! i make keith such a villain lmao but plots gotta plot yanno - hope u love this, mwah mwah MWAH <33

You think, if you could, you might genuinely feed Keith to a demogorgan for all the nastiness he gives your boyfriend.

It’s disheartening to watch Steve leave the house in the morning, chest puffed out and smiles easy as you kiss him goodbye before you depart yourself — only for him to come back to you deflated, shoulders slumped and a smile nowhere in sight.

Steve comes to yours today, like you’d both agreed. He lets himself in the door and trudges up the stairs with such heavy feet you hear him coming despite your loud music. Reaching out, you swivel the dial on the radio. The music lowers, just as Steve knocks lightly on your bedroom door.

He’s sweet. You’re expecting him, but he’ll still knock.

“Come in if you’re handsome!” You call out, already beginning to smile, just ‘cos he’s here.

The door nudges open slowly. It’s a pitiful sight. Steve’s always been a pouter. His bottom lip is jutted out, clearly looking for sympathy. It’s good thing you adore coddling him.

Steve seems to perk up just a tad at the sight of you, stretched out on the bed, with a book between your hands. He beelines for it. When his legs reach the edge, he folds easily and flops onto the mattress facedown, then groans.

“Oh, Stevie,” you sigh, ditching your book in an instant. You reach out and card your fingers through his shaggy hair. It needs a cut, you think absentmindedly, as you comb through it. You wonder if he’ll let you— it’s an awful lot of trust.

You hold your tongue but he doesn’t speak up, which raises an alert within you. When there’s no long-winded bitch that he’s been holding in all day, you know it must’ve been rough today.

“Keith again?”

“Yeah.” The word is muffled against your comforter, all quiet. You barely hear it.

“Want me to fight him?” You ask, maybe only half joking. Fingers soothe along his scalp again, halting slightly when he digs his face out and turns it to see you. His cheek smushes against your sheets. His eyes are already brighter, the beginnings of a smile twitching at the ends of his mouth.

“Uh huh.” He says.

You mistake his genuineness for teasing and narrow your eyes, your hand in his hair stopping its movements all together. Steve lets out a grumble and his pout returns.

“You don’t think I could?” You raise your brows, voice light but enthused. “I would so win that fight. I can’t believe you don’t think I’d win that fight!”

Your distraction works wonders as Steve’s head pops up, amusement dancing on his features as he bats a hand to interrupt your spiel. “I didn’t say that!” He insists.

He props himself up on an elbow and blows a piece of stray hair back from his eyes. All signs of his dreariness begin to melt away the longer he’s with you.

“Even I wouldn’t wanna fight you,” He counters with a proud smile.

“You’re pretty fiesty.” He punctuates his words with a light jab to your ribs suddenly, making you yelp. You smack away his hand lightly but Steve’s already twisting it, covering your hand with his own, and tugging it towards him before you can blink.

“You vs. Keith? No-brainer.” He assures earnestly, grazing a kiss against your fingers. Damn him, he’s good. More than anything, you’re pleased that he’s feeling better. The better the mood Steve is in, the more kisses you seem to get. It’s a rule of thumb.

“Yeah, yeah, thank you,” You continue, still voicing the dramatic tone. “I’d just wave a bottle of shampoo in his direction and he’d just disintegrate entirely.”

You feel Steve’s breath against your fingers as he laughs, curling his grip a bit tighter. He pulls, urging you closer and you are in no mood to deny him. Wiggling over, you get close enough to feel the warmth emanating from him, to smell the musk of his cologne. Faintly, you can pick out your own shampoo scent. Little thief, you think to yourself lovingly.

His arms slither around you, warm and tan, and you hum happily at the closeness, letting him bundle you up. You press a quick kiss to his jaw, the easiest access but Steve chases your lips til he captures them. It’s sweet as syrup and gentle enough that you crave another — and another, and another. The radio plays love songs as you let him come home to you through a matter of touch.

join the celebration!

[piratekane]

If you’re still doing those prompt fills for Avatrice with the numbers I’d like to request one. I’ve read and adored literally every one. Can I say dealers choice? I have to assume there is one you’ve been hoping someone would pick but hasn’t. Thanks for the beautiful works!!

four: i'll stay right here, okay?

Ava sinks back into the grass, pieces of hair slipping off her forehead to rest around her ears. She breathes in deeply and exhales, the sound shattering the silence between them.

Beatrice hides a smile, tucks it away under the shadow of her arm, and stretches her legs out for a moment, feeling a satisfactory stretch of muscle, before she says, "Yes?"

Ava breathes in again, then exhales nosily and childlike. Beatrice doesn't fight her smile this time. Ava lifts her head, grinning widely, with one eye open as she squints against the sun. When she sees Beatrice looking, she falls back against the soft earth.

"I used to dream of going somewhere like this." She holds an arm out, fingers curled in a complicated pattern that form shadows over her face. "Of, like, a blanket of blue sky. That stretches as far as I can look in either direction." She sits up, resting on her elbows now. "You're just a bonus, of course."

Beatrice feels her cheeks flush and sends up a prayer that the sun hides most of it from Ava's eyes. "Yes," she says carefully. "It is a magnificent sight. I've never seen anything like it before."

She's staring directly at Ava when she says it.

Ava doesn't know that. Ava is staring at the thin, bright white clouds above them as they drift slowly across the sky. "For a long time, after the accident, I was convinced the sky had just... fallen down. I could barely see it out the window in my room. Diego talked about it, sometimes, but I just couldn't imagine... this."

Beatrice tips her face up to the sun. "I'm sorry you didn't get to see it before now." Her hand dig into the grass she's sitting on, tight and curled fists as she stops herself from reaching over and brushing away the wrinkle of thought between Ava's eyes. "But you do now."

"But I do now," Ava agrees. She turns her head and meets Beatrice's eyes. "It was worth it. The wait. This... this is how you should experience this. In a quiet place with your favorite person in the world."

Beatrice hears a thin whistle as she inhales sharply. Ava, so casual with her words, stares back at her. Beatrice wets her lip. "Lilith will be disappointed to hear that."

Ava's face breaks into a smile. "We could take a picture for her. A selfie! Yeah, come on." She starts to wiggle through the grass, smile growing by the inch. "You love selfies. We can practice your peace signs."

Beatrice's stomach tightens. "No. No, I'm quite alright."

Ava's laugh seems to echo off the mountain peaks around them, bright and clean and sparkling in the air. "Camila will be so disappointed to hear it. She's very invested in your selfie game."

"Yes, well." Beatrice clears her throat. "The two of you could stand to send less of those to each other. I don't see the need to take pictures of each meal. Certainly not with your own face in the frame."

"Oh, Beatrice," Ava sings. It's a discussion they have once a day, usually when Beatrice is trying to do something productive like make their grocery list or bundle them out the door for their shift or turn off the light so they can rest before the sun comes back up in the sky. Ava is determined to make her understand the appeal of taking selfies, despite her disdain for them.

"Ava," she says, voice flat. "You have your things. I have mine."

Ava pouts. "You are my thing, though. And selfies. So why can't I combine my things into one really good thing? Hmm? Isn't that logical? Don't you like logic?"

"I... Do not like that logic."

"So you're picking and choosing the logic?" Ava shakes a finger at her. "Not very... genial?"

"Friendly or cheerful."

Ava thinks about it for a moment. "Nah, not the word I'm looking for. But it doesn't matter. The point is that you don't get to pick and choose the logic. I just think if you take more pictures, I have more options for my phone background. The one of you looking completely terrified of holding Lorin's baby is starting to not be as funny. I need new material, Bea. We need to make that happen."

"Ava," she sighs. It does nothing to deter Ava's smile. Beatrice shakes her head. "There are more important things than... taking pictures of me."

She curses herself for a moment. Sometimes she's like a rain cloud on Ava's sunny day. But it doesn't seem to bother Ava. Her smile only widens, her eyes sparkling.

"Yes," she agrees. "Like getting some fondue now that you've kicked my ass up one side of the mountain and down the other. So." She sits up and claps her hands together. "What do you say?"

She smiles like Beatrice can say no. Like Beatrice can say no to her. And she knows that, uses that particular talent when she wants to stay out a few minutes later than usual; when she wants pancakes from the bakery instead of the box in their cabinet; when she doesn't want to put her towel back on the hook and leaves it on the floor; when she begs Beatrice to bring her a pair of socks because she can't get out of bed with cold feet.

And Beatrice gives, topples like a card tower on a breeze-less day. Ava is grinning before Beatrice even says yes, already knowing what the answer is.

She sighs, for effect. Just to make herself feel like she gave this a fighting chance.

"Fine. But we're not going overboard this time. You had a stomachache for a day after the last time." She stands, stretches her arms above her head and listens to the satisfying crack of her shoulder. "I'll just-" She frowns. "My water bottle."

Ava, starting to stand, winces. "I think I left it." She pushes her bottom lip out in a pout. "I can go get it for you."

Beatrice is already shaking her head. "I don't want to spend all day searching for you because you can't be bothered to remember your north from your south." She takes the sting out of the words with a slight smile. "But I'll be right back."

Ava smiles, tilting her head a little bit. "I'll stay right here, okay?"

There's a weight in the moment that Beatrice won't feel until later, until her hands are empty and her heart feels poured out and there are no tears left to cry.

But she doesn't feel it now, not when Ava is smiling with the power of a hundred suns and the wind is tangling the ends of her hair and the sky is blue. No, she only feels peace right now.

"Okay." She takes a step back, grass tickling her ankles. "You promise."

Ava's smile blooms. "I swear it, Bea. I won't go anywhere without you." She holds out her pinky. "Want to pinky promise on it?"

Beatrice lingers for a moment, poised to turn and jog back down the path to where her water bottle is waiting in the dappled sunshine. For a moment, Ava is haloed in golden light, one hand outstretched. Beatrice has always hoped that one day she would witness the divine - she didn't know it would be now, with her knees caked in dirt and sweat soaking the collar of her shirt. She didn't know it would be now, with the smell of almond blooms in the air and the mountains casting shadows around them.

She suddenly doesn't think that she would be able to witness anything this divine anywhere else.

"No," she says softly after a moment. "No, I know you mean it."

Ava makes a clumsy attempt at a cross, grinning. "Cross my heart." She drops back down into the lush grass, legs folded underneath her and leans back on her hands, face tipped up towards the sun as she closes her eyes. Beatrice watches her for a moment, feeling like she's intruding on a private moment.

She quickly turns and darts back down the path towards the heart of the forest where she's sure her water bottle is. Maybe she'll let Ava take one picture, if she's allowed to give artistic direction on it and she deletes all of the 'outtakes' Ava is so fond of using as reactions to Camila's texts.

She hurries. She doesn't want to leave Ava waiting; doesn't want to be apart from her for too long. But she knows that Ava will wait for her. She promised. And Ava doesn't break promises to her.

[arachnitech]

picture this:Ganke is dancing a twice sing in their dorm(he def knows at least the chorus choreo), very much into it and then Miles swings into the room from the window and is just there watching Ganke dance until he stops and looks around to find Miles watching him with the most amused expression you can imagine

Miles: ... did you just-

Ganke: No.

Miles: what?

Ganke: I ain't doing this today. nope.

then he just goes to the bathroom and screams between his hands 'cause he's embarrassed

[obsiepetite]

And if I explode into a million of little pieces ?

[faggotstump]

And for the first time in what feels like forever: goodnight everyone <3333

[archivolunar]

¡gracias por los 2.3k!

[yappingrico]

i did not know so many people would be going crazy over scout in miku cosplay

glad to be of service loll

anyway no drawing today, maybe tomrow but late in the day :) <3

[revnah1406]

Soap sent Aly this pic and now she can relax knowing Sparrows there to keep and eye on Price so he doesn’t die so he is okay.

Un sketch que hice ahorita, tqm amiguita ❤️🥰

AAAAAAHHH OMG!!!!

AL!

THIS IS AMAZING!! 😭😭😭❤️❤️

I'm in love with the way you draw my Sparrow!! 😭😭❤️❤️ I can't get tired of it!! ❤️❤️❤️😭😭

THE ANATOMY IS AMAZING 🤩🤩 I CAN SEE YOUR IMPROVEMENT!! 🤩🤩🤩

Don't Worry Aly, Sparrow will bring Price safe and sound 😤😤😤 She will keep an eye on him so he doesn't do anything stupid 😂😂

ES HERMOSOOO!! 🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️

Muchísimas gracias amiguita!! 😭😭❤️❤️

TQM!!🥺🥹❤️

[slwtawn]

Hi!! I love how your Levi is drawn! He's not glamorized or made conventionally attractive, in fact there's a sad kicked dog appeal to him . I find it VERY CUTE <3

Oh and when you put him next to Erwin, IT SHOWS HOW VASTLY ATTRACTIVE ERWIN IS??? Its doiing something to my brain everytime i look at your art, i like it 😭

thank you 🙏

i've got this picture in my mind of him that i feel i never portray accurately, but based on your description i can now say i might be going in the right direction <33

often times i get comments that he's kinda ugly/funny looking which i find odd because to me those features i give him are super charming (so i'm glad some people like it too!)

and regarding erwin... yes! he's like the perfect image of what you imagine a blond, blue eyed, hunky type of guy while funnily being insane in a composed way lol, and i like to contrast that as well w levi being the normal one...