#probably a million mistakes

[boatemboys]

waha! we're zombies, zombies

[luck-of-the-drawings]

[OLD ART ALERT] A COLLECTION OF SCENES FROM THE GILLIONS CATSCRATCH ARC THAT BROUGHT ME GREAT JOY. i love fishy chips especially when its just gillion being delirious and violent and hostile

[glassgob]

[Image ID: Digital illustration of Chime from Counter/Weight. Cass is the focal point, piloting the Megalophile. Surrounding them are pop-ups of the other Chime members doing various tasks on an assumed mission. End ID.]

ringing in the new year. ting 🔔

[allysketches]

✨ happy holidays!! ✨

[kinaesthetiqueer]

it feels better biting down.

ah. seems like you're interrupting... something. maybe just close the door and back away slowly? at the very least, nora seems fine.

still frames, ID, and notes under the cut!

[video ID: a three second looping video depicting Weiss biting Nora's neck. Nora, a pale young woman with neck-length spiky orange hair and freckles, has her back to the viewer, pressed up against a wooden crate. she twists her neck to look over her shoulder, one teal-blue eye is visible, as well as a light blush on her face. she wears a black vest with her hammer emblem in blue on the back, her metal neck brace, and a white muscle shirt. these have been partially undone and pushed to her right shoulder to bare her neck. Weiss, a paler, blushing young woman with bright blue eyes, and white bangs and a long ponytail, clings to Nora. She buries her right hand in Nora's hair, tugging her head at its awkward angle. With her left hand, she pushes Nora's clothes away from her neck. Weiss has her upper fangs in Nora's neck, the wounds from which have soaked her skin and clothes in blood. Weiss' body from the neck down is almost completely hidden behind Nora, with only one red earring and the red inner collar of her bolero jacket visible. Both Nora and Weiss' gazes are locked on the viewer; their expressions are shy and irritated respectively. a dark filter with a stripe of light on them suggests a door has been opened to reveal them. while the image is mostly fixed/static, two elements are animated: 1) various sparks of pink lightning dance around Nora and 2) Weiss' eyes glow and fade from her natural blue eyes to a bright, almost white color. end ID]

🧡💙

some still frames

pose referenced

as always, when i draw something and post it this far ahead (this is volume 2), i'm always going to leave out some spoilers. consider this a heavily idealized/romanticized memory of a series canon scene. one guess for whose memory it is. when we get to this point in v2, i will happily reveal the spot the difference answers between this and the written scene. maybe i'll comm someone to draw an accurate redo of it...

anyways! i'm very happy with this piece :3 it revived all my ssvau brainworms that had taken a hit because of Life and also reset my 'if i don't get to this scene chronologically i will perish' goalpost as well! because the first bite was a major milestone. this is the next milestone. and i, for one, cannot wait! ヾ(•ω•`)o

her pulse in my throat will be back next wednesday!

[oyeixcher]

This Yunho ¦ by 5racha (wip)

[botherkupo]

@marimbles here's some zelink as a wee thank you for helping me out. you're the bestest 💜

my commissions are open

[anonymous-gambito]

Saw a comic where the Prince's bride falls in love with the Little Mermaid and decides to run away with her and realized that's kinda what happens in rgu

[ellewod]

The Burnt Prince and the Drowning Princess • Chapter Twenty-Two — The Promise

Aegon slammed the empty wine glass on the table with a loud clink, the urge to shatter it against the wall — or hurl it at his mother — burning within him.

"Refrain from taking your anger on behalf of your own mindless decisions out on the crockery," she ordered, crossing her arms over her chest.

Her auburn curls swayed as she shook her head in disapproval.

"It is your and only your foolishness and lack of foresight that is to blame for her absence."

The seething anger continued to rise within Aegon, threatening to consume him.

His mother’s condescending, know-it-all tone was a bitter reminder of Aemond, that insufferable prick.

No understanding, no sympathy. As to be excepted from his cherished family.

But what cut deeper than her usual dismissive attitude was the brutal truth she spat at him.

His mother was absolutely right.

Aegon alone was to blame for his beloved wife’s absence that had been gnawing at him over the last fortnight.

Every night, he dreamt of her, waking with a burning desire in his throat that no amount of alcohol could quench. Only to face the cold, empty reality that she was not beside him in their bed, where she belonged.

Aegon alone was to be held accountable for his slow but steady descent into madness.

The urge to let Sunfyre fly even further, even closer to Dragonstone was almost overwhelming him, more and more with each passing day.

His dear wife was probably being taken advantage of and mistreated at this very moment. He was not by her side to protect her.

He ached for her so deeply that he felt himself unraveling, piece by piece. Anger and frustration clawed at his insides, threatening to devour the last remnants of his sanity.

His voice trembled as he struggled to keep it steady, his grip tightening around the glass.

"And what do you suggest I should have done, hm? Chain her to the bedpost? Let her lose her sanity and my son in the process? Hm?" he demanded, barely holding back the fury.

Aegon heard his mother snort softly, watching her refill her wine glass.

So very helpful.

"You could have done anything, Aegon. Anything but let her go," she replied coolly, her sharp, brown eyes piercing through him as she took a sip.

Ah yes. Dear Mother’s advice could always be relied upon.

Always vague, always condescending.

read on AO3

[artamos]

Neutral category just depends really on execution & paired with tropes I like & what format the media is. VNs I dislike high fantasy settings but for manga/doujinshi idm & actually like it lots otay thank uuuu

[realseascourge]

[celebrimborium]

Dropping 3 episodes at once is such an evil thing to do to gifmakers! Just saying!

(jk I love it)

[guinevereslancelot]

kinda surreal to watch my friends who are younger than me getting married and having kids meanwhile i haven't ever been in love

[wtfuckevenknows]

Can I get 28 and 49 for the kiss prompts?

Hi T 💖 I’ve got a little something for 28 for you, not sure what a kiss as a lie actually means, so I took a some liberties, could also count as a kiss as distraction really, hope that’s okay.

Still working on 49, I’ll post it and tag you once I’ve come up with something 😘

28. a kiss as a lie

“How was your day?”

TK had barely stepped foot into the loft before Carlos was asking, not even greeting him first, which should have been his first clue.

“It was good, babe”

He dropped his bag at the door and threw his jacket over the back of the couch, in a move that made Carlos' brow twitch in annoyance, which TK didn’t see.

“Nothing exciting happened?” Carlos probed.

TK walked over to where his husband was leaning against the kitchen island, arms crossed, which should have been his second clue.

“No, not really, we had a rather uneventful shift.” Once he had reached Carlos, he leaned up for an innocent kiss.

Carlos kissed him back, before exploding at him.

“Tyler Kennedy Strand-Reyes!” Oh, the full name meant he was in trouble and he knew it.

“Who snitched?” He asked.

“Who snitched?!” TK could see the vein in Carlos' right temple pulsing. Not a good sign. “That’s what you’re going with? Not sorry Carlos I shouldn’t have lied to you, I had to be taken to the hospital?!”

You can find the other prompt fills here or on ao3.

Send me a ship and a number and I’ll write you a kiss

[colderdrafts]

Sometimes it's good to go back while editing and find out you've written something completely contradicting itself and it's been up for like a month

Hell yea

[rubberbandballqueen]

since i just rb'd a poll abt high school grades now's probably a good time to drop one of my many million-dollar ideas for how to run a high school classroom, which is that i think that at the start of a quarter/semester kids should be asked if they want hw to count towards their grades or not bc i was So Fucking Bad at submitting hw in high school, but my test scores were really good, so i'd rather have not had hw count towards my grades. but obviously there are a good number of kids who are either bad at taking tests or anxious abt their grades dropping and are diligent abt turning in hw, so letting hw count towards their grades would give them some padding in that situation.