#my absolute sillies

[mishzar]

drew headshots for some of my dnd characters that are part of a series of campaigns (hopefully more to come)

[makkozm]

My symbol of hope, | SCARAGITO (scaramouche x nagito)

my sillies (contains crossover fandoms, cross fandom ships/crossover ships, i give up on capitalization at one part, ooc, long and doesn't make sense, and kind of has a bunch of fluff and uhmmm basically thats all the warnings if you dont like scaragito (why WOULDN'T you) uhh idk what you'll do but ??

Scaramouche sat by himself, refusing to make any contact with anyone, other than talking to Aether and Lumine, and class trial purposes.

Although snarky, sometimes he's helpful in his own way. Sometimes. Everything that comes from his mouth is either an insult, or a push to the right direction.

So far, no one in the class had caught his gaze, save for one. Nagito's.. strange double sided luck. It's not everyday you see a human who can withstand such luck that both harms him, and keeps him alive.

Nagito.. he's a special case. It's both entertaining, and concerning how intense his luck can be. both his immense luck, and strange behavior that makes him incredibly worrying to be around.

"..Ah! hat guy, it's a pleasant coincidence that we meet here!" Nagito greeted, sitting down next to the indigo haired boy. "..Yeah, whatever," Scaramouche's demeanor does not seem very welcoming, but.. Nagito doesn't care, really.

"there's something I'd like to talk about, hat guy." Nagito smiled. Scaramouche felt.. a bit eased after seeing his smile. it was strangely.. comforting?

Scaramouche's usual scowl softens into a neutral expression. No smiling, but nor was he frowning.

"what is it? make it quick." Scaramouche crosses his arms, as Nagito leans onto the table, resting his cheek in his hands, "it's just that.. I've noticed, you always walk around like you're not afraid of this killing game we're in,"

"Like you're confident you'll survive. Is that because you know something that the rest of us don't?" Nagito narrows his eyes, as he stared deeply into Scaramouche's indigo eyes.

Scaramouche felt.. a bit weirded out by his staring, but decides to brush it off as he answered. "heh, if you think any of your mortal friends can lay a finger on a single strand of my hair - you're wrong." Scaramouche smirked, although the question did make him raise an eyebrow.

"I know more about myself than most of you all do," Scaramouche crossed his legs, "it'd be a shocker both to myself, and the twins if I manage to die here."

"oh.. so the twins are in on your secret as well?" Nagito questions, his usual smile remains, awaiting for Scaramouche's answer. "I guess you could say so. what about it?"

"I suppose it isn't a surprise, since you and the twins are from the same world.." Nagito looks to the side, as he places his hands on his lap to think a bit more clearly,

"but there's something strange I've noticed about you too, hat guy." Nagito smiled once again, as Scaramouche's frown comes back - rolling his eyes.

"it's Scaramouche. not hat guy." scaramouche corrects him, nagito raises his hands up defensively, "ahaha, sorry. 'hat guy' is what Aether introduced you to me as," nagito laughed off, with a smile.

..seriously? 'hat guy' was the best Aether could come up with? that's stupid. who does he think he is?

"okay, but back to what I was supposed to say.." nagito rests his arm on the table, setting his gaze back onto Scaramouche. "you're so.. special. your eyes, and those strange marks on your body.. "

..well that was a surprise, to say the least. not for the eyes, but for the marks on his body?

"..uh, okay. thanks for the first one, but what about the 2nd one? hah, who told you about that?" Scaramouche leaned forward, questioning Nagito's knowledge about him.

"hehe, relax. it's just something I noticed on my own." ..okay, was Nagito some sort of.. stalker? "pff, okay." Scaramouche leans away from him,

"am I given permission to ask about them, Scaramouche?" Nagito smiled innocently. Scaramouche gave it some thought, and after a bit of thinking.. why not? they're alone in the dining area, and Scaramouche would never meet Nagito ever again after this whole game.. no one would believe him if he dared to tell the secret.

"..hm, okay," Scaramouche uncrossed his legs, "so long as you promise to keep your useless mouth shut.. I'm willing to tell you about it."

"that's amazing! I can reassure you, this worthless human will keep his mouth shut, no doubt!" Nagito replies, excitement laced his tone, even his expression says it all. he was.. happy? what a strange one..

"These marks are permanent on my body. it's a part of me," Scaramouche places a hand near his abdomen, where one of the marks was most noticeable on. "and that's all I'll say."

"my, my.. you're such a special one! so many strange features.. it's almost as if you aren't a regular human!" Nagito exclaims, "your eyes.. how encaptivating," Nagito leaned forward, getting close,

"you're eyes fade from darkness to a bright light.. much like how hope shines light on despair's darkness!" Scaramouche.. was shocked by the analogy, to say the least. Him? Hope? who even thinks of that the moment someone sees him?

"..you must be crazy. have you seen the way I've treated everyone on your side?" Scaramouche raises an eyebrow,

"Even so, you still push us in the right direction, don't you? Even if you treat us harshly.. you still guide us to righteousness.." ..maybe Scaramouche hadn't thought of that, but wouldn't Aether be more fitting as a 'symbol of hope'?

"and the fact that you're not a regular human.. has the heaven above sent such an angel to assist us in a desperate time of need?" Nagito took Scaramouche's hands in his, "Aether may be a bright star, but I believe in you, Scaramouche.."

"you're my symbol of hope.. in my heart."

Those words.. struck through Scaramouche's heart. it was.. almost impossible to believe, that someone like Nagito would see him as a brighter source of hope than Aether was.

"..hah, you really are crazy," Scaramouche smiled, "I never thought someone like you would ever see me under such a light."

"As long as if it's the light of hope.. I see it within you. The way you've never given up through your hardship.. is truly admirable.." Nagito's eyes mimicked that of the brightness of hope, and the dimness of deep despair to swirl into circles into each other,

".. did Aether tell you about it as well?" Scaramouche had a scowl on his face, before Nagito shook his head. "Ahaha! No, it's a lucky guess."

"..I guess you were titled as the ultimate lucky student for a reason.." He mumbles, "what are you gonna do now? Now that you've dubbed me as your.. 'symbol of hope', or whatever?"

"of course, as a follower under the path of hope.. I shall stick by your side till my end!" Nagito smiled brightly. Scaramouche stares at him with a blank expression.

"..no you won't," He says, looking down from Nagito's eyes, ".. it's either you die here, or we'll never see each other ever again." His finger loosens against Nagito's, but he doesn't dare let Scaramouche's hands fall.

"Hmm.. maybe you're right. But it doesn't mean I can't imagine myself being with you.. and being with you through spirit.." Nagito trails off, before shaking his head.

"oh, what am i saying! A god like you wouldn't want an insignificant human such as I am following them around like a duckling.." Nagito goes back to his pessimistic thoughts, before Scaramouche squeezes his hands,

Scaramouche speaks in a loud voice, "As an ambassador of hope and my devoted follower, you must see your worth and uses. Don't tell me you'll keep on calling yourself useless while following under my steps?" ..fuck. he wasn't good at this at all. Were his words.. good enough? How was he supposed to comfort?

"..ahaha! of course! Look at you.. trying to shine your hope onto me as well.." Nagito smiled, the touching feeling that a deity was trying it's best to lift his spirits.. how cute!

"..gh, I'm not good in this sort of thing. I'll kill you if you laugh again." Scaramouche threatens, Nagito couldn't help but smile. "I don't mind getting killed by you.."

"you shouldn't be saying that."

"..alright, alright. Sorry," Nagito smiled sheepishly.

[paintedcrows]

Holiday Classics

Been thinking about Ford watching the 70s Animated Lord of the Rings Movies... (companion comic to this post!)

[petrowriting]

the revelation that claudia’s rebirth was such a twisted and horrible moment, with louis dragging her like she was a thing, a stranger who neither of them knew but he kept saying over and over “our daughter, our beautiful little daughter” to lestat, really solidified the way she was never the main character of her own story. she was always an accessory to some or the other of louis’ whims: his guilt, his loneliness, his conflict of being a killer, his rocky relationship with lestat. there was love there, love from both her fathers, but it was never enough. lestat saw her too much as a wretched mirror held up to his own self, and louis was always too steeped in his own feelings to care enough about hers. claudia’s story truly was the greatest tragedy in this tale, treated horribly by every man around her, even her fathers, relentlessly exploited and brutally ignored, always second and never first. the only one who loved her the way she deserved to be loved was madeleine, and the moment she truly had her, her happiness was torn from her. and just before she died, she got to see someone actually choose her in her entirety, not for what she can be but for who she is, and it still wasn’t enough. she still burned alive in the sunlight. the love was there, but it wasn’t enough to save her.

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

tw: blood

[kyoukorpse]

some stuffs i did for the lambswap happening on bluesky (:

borrowed the old man from @xmajordumps and @duplicitousfate took my narinder for a bit!!! so much fun omg.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Gregory and Abby's first stop at the FNAF pizzaplex is Freddy!

[cacaocheri]

something soft for the girlies

[egophiliac]

like mother, like son, but less wholesome this time?

(I couldn't decide whether or not to put them together, so have them in all the different ways!)

[thatthirstyweirdo]

Since I have nothing to post YET might as well show this sketch that I wanted to do in digital and just 😭 never did

[lyrajellycat]

honestly matthew lillard was clearly having so much fun playing william and as such was a joy to watch. ate and left no crumbs

[cutiesigh]

❤️🖤🩷

Wuthering Waves has taken over all of my free time recently, so here's a sketch of Scar!Ren I originally shared in da 14DWY Discord!!

[vypridae]

"he's going to watch something dumb, xanzen do you want some content??" "SOMEBODY SEDATE ME!!!!!"

[bunnieswithknives]

Creepy old guy

[quimiri]

teamfortes :)

[kugiscki]

i cannot wait for yor’s eventual backstory chapter because holy shit. if twilight’s was heartbreaking, yor’s might just send me into psychosis.

this whole idea of this young girl who is forced to grow up extremely fast and single handedly fill in the gaps her recently deceased parents left in her and her little brother’s lives. to drop out of school so she can take on dangerous jobs and ensure her brother is happy despite all the turmoil he’s faced. to have sacrificed everything she could’ve been to guarantee her brother always had a roof over his head, warm (although often inedible) food, and a bright future ahead of him.

then, for her to reach adulthood and feel all the work she did was for nothing because, in her peers eyes, she’s inadequate and bizarre. she doesn’t fit the societal expectations of a woman; she’s considered too masculine, too ditzy, too independent and a woman who doesn’t need nor want to rely on a man—all things looked down on by society at that time.

but then her inner conflicts are finally seen by loid who also had to grow up way too fast. and then she finds a family where she is accepted for who she is—shortcomings and all. and now it feels like everything she did to reach this point in her life finally has meaning: to give back to the next generation of kids what she did not have the luxury of receiving— a stable life without the constant threat of war looming over them.

in short… that chapter and its implications will destroy me.