#please dont be mean

[corphneux707]

I saw a funny post, screenshotted it and then made a meme.

Credits to the people in the post: @aventurine-official

@scary-anon

[aromatixx]

little shitpost i did for my fic

[elprezident]

Chapter 7 of Watch Out, Boy, She'll Chew You Up (Daemon/Rhaenyra)

Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Rhaenyra, Omega Daemon, Canon-Typical Behavior, POV Alternating

Rating: M

Words: 19,700-on going

Summary:

The smell of alpha filled Daemon’s nose, unlike anything he had smelled before. It was heady, thick; the smell of oranges and wood smoke.

At first Daemon thought it was coming from someone in the brothel. There were many bodies—alphas, betas, omegas—all in one room. It was a mixture of a hundred different scents, all indistinguishable from each other, confusing and blinding.

Except for the smell of the oranges and wood smoke—that was clear as day.

OR

History changed the day Rhaenyra presented as an alpha—Daemon just wished he hadn’t been there when it happened. Now he has to deal with the consequences and his own burgeoning desires.

OR

Daemon is an omega. Rhaenyra is an alpha. They find happiness somewhere along the way.

[cooliojackio]

Some cookie ovebreak redesigns / headcanons

Fixed his glasses being like…a single frame and redid his hair to what i personally think it’d look like

Fixed her headband and made her face less…uncanny? Also made her look less bald and gave her outfit an outline :D

No more awkward hands, thats it-

Made his eyebrows less aggressive and gave him hair

….Yeah.

[muireanninthemist]

My very very first attempt at drawing, please don't be mad at me I know it's ugly but I've been wanting to do this for so long!

[bitchyhideoutnerd]

IM NEW

WHEN I REPLY TO A POST

DO I MESSAGE THEM

OR DO I GO INTO THE COMMENT SECTION

SEND HELP

[apocalyptyx]

Hi! This is a test post. Trying to get over my fear of showing my work to people lol. Also, I’m just a *bit* late to the party on this platform so I’m not super sure how I should structure these posts

This is an illustration in relations to the fic I’m writing, “The Falling of Universe Zero”. It’s in the works. If people are interested I might release some more art on it!

[mysteriousboo]

i'm not gonna lie i am happy we got a trailer, but im so anxious!! maybe it's just seeing so much fandom discourse, but after i finished watching the last episode of s2, i wasn't even thinking that they couldn't be endgame! cause like they've been through so much, there's no way that they won't end up together! but we all forget that they are just 16 year olds!! they deserve to live and enjoy life!! if them being together is not working out, then we just have to go with it! cause they are 16! they don't need to make a decision like whether they have to be together for the rest of their lives, lol!!

[kilgored]

— ✚ NAPOLEONICORIC

A gender that relates to the napoleonic wars/era, napoleon's soldiers, 1799 - 1815, etc.

coined by me!!!!

No pronouns yet so feel free to use whatever or suggest!!!

[fridka]

This is me being brave, but I sat my old ass down and wrote some honest to god bios for my most important ocs

HERES THIS ONE

HERES THAT ONE

I recently redesigned Sol so i have very little up do date art of them together, but there’s this - it even has Vienna there on the left too

[lexanator3000]

WIP!

helloooooo! so I had this idea in my head, and im not sure if it's worth pursuing! if yall could just tell me if this is something that you or somebody you know would be interested in, please lmk! also, not mean critiques are welcome! without further ado, here it is!!

Anastasia. How does one explain her? Simple; happy. She had been on this earth for thousands of years and has grown to love almost all of it. Now, as she pours her cup of tea which is always the perfect temperature, she thinks about what she will do that day. Maybe pop on down to the farmers market, or better yet, go visit an art gallery. As she decides what to do with her day, she takes a sip of her tea. A simple gesture, really. One thousands of people do in the morning. But when she does, it burns her mouth. She practically throws the cup down out of shock, effectively spilling the tea she had just made. Strange. Her tea has never burned her mouth. She quickly grabs paper towels to mop up her mess as she tries to recall the last time she had this experience. She soon realized this was the first time something even slightly like this had happened. She looks at her phone.

10:32

What? She checks again. The same numbers show as she quickly gets up and runs to her bathroom. She’s going to be late. She is never late. Time has never been an issue, it always seems to work out in her favor, she didn’t even think to check the time! She hurriedly gets ready and puts on her signature red lipstick. Humans have made many marvelous things, but this seems to be her favorite. She applies it quickly and practically runs out the door when she is done. 

She gets in her car and reaches in her bag for her keys. Dammit! She thinks she left them inside. Three incidents, back to back, that have never occurred before. Now, to a simple human one could chalk it up to a bad day, but Anastasia is not a simple human. She is the embodiment of good, of light, simply living amongst mortals. She grabs her keys from inside and dashes back out to her car. As she’s driving, she turns on the radio. Her favorite song is playing. Finally, something is going right. She thinks as she hums along. Anastasia’s thoughts start to drift to the events of the morning. She can’t recall any of these things happening in her lengthy existence. She pulls up to her favorite cafe and parks perfectly, flowers starting to bloom in the cracks that she walks over when she exits her vehicle. As she walks in, she pulls out her phone and dials the number of somebody who she dreads calling, and Anastasia dreads very few things.

Samael. One would not struggle to describe him, he is simply: dreadful. He has existed beside Anastasia since the dawn of time. He is her opponent, the pure embodiment of evil, of bad, of death. 

Currently, he has been in a deep sleep for the past week. A pro of being immortal: you don’t need to eat. He loves to, sure, but something about sleep is just so good. Sam is very displeased (which isn't unusual) when he is awoken by the ringtone of his phone. Sam goes from displeased to confused very quickly, as he had set his phone to silent. The fog of sleep starts to disappear from his mind as he realizes his phone only overrides his silencing for one person: Annie. He quickly reaches for his phone and momentarily pats himself on the back for his correct guess before answering it,

“What’s wrong?” He asks urgently, not letting her get a word in trying to disguise whatever that is happening as good. She scoffs, “You know, why can’t you ever just assume something is good? Maybe I’m calling to let you know something amazing just happened.” She teases, voice dripping in disdain. 

He groans. He really isn’t in the mood for her to pretend like everything is okay when it clearly is not. “Because you only call me if something is wrong, and I have a busy day and don’t want to deal with your blabbering about the ‘greater good’” He mocks her tone when he quotes one of their many debates. She sighs, “Okay, fine. You win.” She pauses. He pauses. Anastasia is many things, but she has never been one to admit defeat. Even in such a silly manner, both pause at the sentence before she speaks again, “Er- Sorry. I don’t know why I said that, for you would never win. But, I’m calling to see if anything has been right with you- like in the way something would be wrong for me.” She asks, her voice suddenly becoming muffled as she walks into the cafe. 

He thinks, has it? He had good dreams, but that had never been out of the ordinary, “What do you mean dove?” Has something happened to her? She has never asked anything like this, and she usually doesn’t sound so tired. He bites back the urge to ask if she’s okay because he knows deep down that if she wasn’t, she would come to him. They always have. Being the only two immortal beings tends to build a bond neither of them could resist.  She sits down at her table with an audible thud. “Never mind, go back to sleep, Sam. I’ll call you later, be safe.” She hangs up the phone before he could retort at her caring remark. Which is exactly what he was doing before he realized she had hung up, leaving him sitting in his bed, talking to nobody. He thinks about the conversation and is left with the question, How did she know I just woke up? Even when his questions should be more along the lines of, Should I go check on her?

tadaa! andddd scene!

[evilhomestuckposter]

i drew roxy lol

[princessbuttercupoffairydonia]

Sleeping beauty: She really gets awoken by true loves kiss from a boy. She is in a coma but can hear everything happening around her - it's agony. A boy who is at the hospital to accompany his mom with who is on dialysis because kidney failure or something. For about an hour a week he explores the hospital and finds "sleeping beauty". He reads her charts - coma , probably brain dead (if medical charts actually say that). He uses her as a diary, talks about his hopes and dreams believing that his secrets are safe. One day, after a few months of talking to her he gets the urge to kiss her - and he does. He is filled with so much shame, guilt and regret. He apologizes immediately for not asking her consent and runs away never to return. She wakes up literally 3 seconds later and now she has to find him.

[snowgrayve]

i don’t ever post art on here but figured i’d post this Ruby wip :)) im still a beginner w digital art so don’t mind the semi shaky lines and i haven’t started shading yet 😭😭

+ original sketch 🫡 changed a few things as u can tell bc they just didn’t translate well digitally :b

[faerieswirlz]

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[bitchyhideoutnerd]

yalls i dont get the cis hate. like, i was cis before and i had plenty of non-cis friends. i dont think being cis changes anything. youre still a human. a person. you share the colour of your eyes with other people who may or may not be cis. you have the same hair colour as someone out there.

the reason why i wrote this was because recently i discovered a blog that outwardly hates on cis people and binaries. :/ im being fussy, i know. but could you keep the hate to yourself? cis people will see your posts. maybe block the tags you dont like?

idk, do anything rather than affect probably alot of people who will chance by your post?