#my day is actually ruined

[fruixtii]

YOU’RE KIDDING ME. I HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDAY AS FUCKING ROLLO FLAMME

[leclerc-s]

no one is in greater mourning than jenson button. trust me.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

If I was in a lucid dream with a ghost, I would simply impress them with my blunt rolling skills

[ningvory]

TUMBLR PLEASE STOP SHOWING ME GIRLGROUP IDOLS X MALE READER I AM TIREDDD!!!

the way all the male reader smuts are so undeniably gross i might just die…

[justladders]

me when the low frame rate rabbit

and some random palette swaps below the cut

[lotus-pear]

do you ever think about how in the day i picked up dazai side b dazai had to lie emotionless and soulless—like a corpse, almost—beside the man that gently brought him in, nursed his injuries, held him while he was in pain? he had to keep those suffocating bandages around his entire face, lest this man gain some sort of recognition for the little boy he saved. he had to lay there curled in the fetal position, bleeding and in pain, perhaps thinking about how, in another life, this man cooked for him, tried to build up his strength. read to him to pass the time while he curled up against him like a child listening to a bedtime story. played cards with him. saw through the heartless mafioso. the ruthless killer. and instead saw a boy.

imagine knowing this man, the man who saved you in more ways than one, was going to die one day all because he knew you. because he reached his hand into the darkness and plaintively, like a small child wanting a parent's touch, you grasped back desperately. imagine thinking all of that while that man is just a stone's throw away, making coffee in the next room just like he used to for you in another life. the scent, although you've never been here before, is reminiscent of home. and the tune he's humming? it's the silent melody that plays through your mind seven years later, for the last time as you fall backward off the building with your arms out like an embrace. but, hey. that man is alive. he's happy, although he never knew you. you can die with no regrets.

[crystallizsch]

AGH happy (definitely-not-late) bday to mr jamil viper 💖🐍 and thank u harveston jamil for coming home as well as two of his bday cards 💖💥

[ubtendo]

LOA SHIPTOBER DOODLE DUMP PT. 2 (+ the actual prompt list)

Remind me, PLEASE REMIND ME to never try and do 7 drawings in like 3 hours without any plan even if they are doodles

[emmavakarian-theirin]

Gale 🥺

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 169

this is it, the dynamic

[pixiest1cks]

i'd like to think no matter where he's at in his life, dottore likes to ramble as he works.

no matter if he's prime, or the more ill-tempered scholar from the akademiya or even omega build, dottore quietly mumbles as a habit when he's working.

some things he says aloud are just to commit certain details to memory. in the grander scheme of his plans, the details seem small-- but they hold a crucial grip on the entire project. because of this, dottore reasons that the habit holds its merits.

sometimes, he makes sarcastic remarks when something doesn't go well. short, choppy words that mostly go unheard even by those in his general vicinity. when you first worked under him, he had mumbled to himself like usual (it was second nature at that point). what he hadn't expected though, were your responses.

"stupid thing tightly screwed--"

"do you need a wrench, sir?"

before he could respond, you had one held and ready to hand to him. from then on, you would help him out here and there in his more foul moods and dottore would be lying if he said the additional assistance wasn't helpful.

the mad scientist had found an adequate assistant.

work went by smoother, toning down a good portion of his irritation. it's almost as if having someone to support you (even if it was strictly for work purposes) provided more benefits than he had originally thought. of course, he would never admit that. the most he would do is thank you here and there when you proved to be extra useful.

work continues the same for a while. the interactions grow more frequent and so his musings change from your responses. instead of talking to himself, he talks to you. he asks you for your input, for you to pass him whatever he can't reach from his other desk, he asks for you.

that is, until you're gone one day.

dottore doesn't think anything of it. he's worked alone for his whole life, what's a few days without you? but his segments have been more irritable as of late, resulting in lackluster performance as a whole not only from his segments, but his troops. the fatui are fearful of the doctor, but even more so of an irritated one. you'll turn up eventually and everything will be back to normal, he reasons.

but as the days go on, you are still nowhere to be found in the cold, desolate laboratory. he finally pauses in his work to think about where you could be.

something must've happened. something outside of his jurisdiction. it's not like it's his problem. you might've proved a useful assistant to him, but his work holds utmost priority.

yes, work. back to work.

and dottore mumbles as usual, but it's not the same.

by habit, he calls out for you to hand him something--

but you're not there.

dottore is a scholar first and foremost. all it takes to find you is a little bit of research, so he does exactly that. he finds out you've been working somewhere else, somewhere closer to home to better support your family.

well, that's no problem. he'll have his assistant back as soon as possible, no matter the cost. all he needed to know was your whereabouts.

[lizhly-writes]

@auburnlaughter you got it!!!!

Bai Zhan disciples courted An Ding disciples; An Ding disciples courted Bai Zhan disciples. Over the years, this had somehow become the natural way of things.

Without any context or any particular guidance from their peak lord on why their head disciple was no longer following the natural way of things, the Bai Zhan disciples had a 50/50 split in opinion. Either 1) Yue Qingyuan had stolen Shang Qinghua from Liu Qingge or 2) Shang Qinghua needed to punch Shen Qingqiu in the face.

"It's okay!" said a particularly enthusiastic Bai Zhan disciple who had actively sought Shang Qinghua out to tell him this. "You can win your man back with trial-by-combat!"

"No," Shang Qinghua said.

The Bai Zhan disciple pouted. "But it'd be so romantic!"

Shang Qinghua would die a really romantic death in that case, because haha, he would not survive trial-by-combat with Shen Qingqiu.

[littlestkoi-n]

the rage I feel when reading Blood of Olympus chapters 45-56 is almost equivalent in magnitude to the absolute joy I experience when reading The Last Olympian chapters 1-23.

remember when percabeth was good? when they meant the world to each other but had other people they cared about (nico, for one. both of them. so much), other worries and other storylines aside from their romantic plot? and when nico's completed arc wasn't repeated for no reason other than to dump more trauma on the youngest character in the series? when background characters were included in the story not for all the unnecessary last minute romantic subplots but because they were fun and fascinating to learn more about? and were actually friends with main characters? remember when grover was percy and annabeth's best friend forever? and antagonists were actually interesting and intimidating and had compelling goals? and the story revolved around friendship and family and loyalty? and death was definite and loss was palpable and battles were thrilling?

yeah. good times.

[newttxt]

i cannot believe i made it to gear 5 without being spoiled,,

[mangodoodles000]

I would just like to point out that this entire relationship with Phil and missa has been functioning backwards

Nonono, let me explain…

———-

•First they have a kid (getting chayanne)

•Then they get married

•Then they start to call out each others names lovingly when they get the chance to see each other

•Then they leave gifts for each other (this mostly has been missa but Phil has tried to gift him some items too)

•THEN they have their first kiss

•finally they start to fall for each other

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ARE YALL SEEING WHAT IM SEEING!?!!??

[lunairka]

A Study of Will Graham

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Closeups and more under the cut!

So can you guys tell how insane I am about him yet? Did I willingly draw 12 screw caps of him and find it deeply therapeutic? Yes, yes I did. Do I have regrets? No, no I don’t.

I love and adore him.