#reblogging from main blog

[charactercollages]

Decided to create a whole sideblog just for character aesthetic boards because it's fun. That's all.

DHMIS Teachers Collection

(Collages for the OG series! let me know if you want to see the TV series teachers <3)

[reunitedinterlude]

dnp doing the choreographed eye contact (1, 2, 3)

bonus:

[fernisfreaky]

oppy gets super lovey dovey during aftercare proceeding him topping bc he is very conscious of their size diff 😔❤

[jesterjaxx]

theyre winning the couples costume contest no it doesnt matter if they tried out just give them the trophy @courtney-deserved-better

[lucasandlily]

Rui x Reader who is really affectionate, but can't touch him because of The Curse.

A/N: I'm alive!! Rui my beautiful beautiful tragic boy. I've actually been having a lot of brainrot for this game, particularly an isekai AU that made me contemplate making RP blog (I love you guys btw. This is probably my first fandom where they're so active, I've been really well connected with this fandom somehow and it's so fun!!), so I figured I might as well be writing it down now. This is an idea I've had spinning in my head for a while, so it's VERY self-indulgent/insert, but enjoy!! AO3 link here

Rui's POV. Second-person pronoun "You" is used. Angst! But also fluff!! (825 words)

You’ve always been an affectionate little thing. It’s something Rui finds adorable about you, staying optimistic despite all that looms over you, not letting any of the ghouls he KNOWS can be more than a little much sometimes destroy your positive attitude. It’s as if you decided to be the light in a place that literally has dark in its name, and he lov admires you for that.

He can’t help but feel the bitter green of envy though, when he watches you ruffle Lyca’s hair after he whines at you for treating him like a dog. 

He pointedly turns away from the look Ed gives him over your head when you relax into his chest after he leans over your shoulder.  

He just laughs along at your drunken antics when you nuzzle into Haru’s hand, somehow even more touchy when your cheeks are flushed with alcohol. 

He tries not to remember the flash of hurt, confusion, the first time he’d backed away from your hand when all you wanted to do was give him a pat for a job well done. He doesn’t know if it hurt more when your face morphed into regretful understanding, or when you apologised and told him you’d try not to do it again. 

Rui tells himself it’s for the better when he notices you’ve been avoiding him for the past week. He’d have done the same to you anyway, if he realised his feelings were starting to fester. He tries to not let it get to him when he hears you enter the Obscuary mansion, only to quickly patter up the stairs without stopping by the bar first, as you would have done previously. 

Maybe before, he would have made it a little competition to see who could mess up the other’s hair more. He’d watched you run your fingers through Lyca’s after you’d tousled it out of place, anyway. Maybe in another life, you’d gently hold his face as you showered him with kisses. He’d do the same to you anyway, if he wasn’t forced to keep his hands to himself. 

If he didn’t notice you hold your hand back every time you saw his mask slip. If he didn’t see your hand stop short before pulling it back to tell him he had a bit of hair out of place. 

It’s all just part of the cursed life, he tells himself. He should be getting used to it by now, he sighs as he walks down the hall over to his room. 

Behind him, he hears the jingle of the bell you like to wear on your keychain. He turns at the sound of your quick steps approaching. 

“Rui! Ruiruiruiii!!” You call.

“Ah, there you are! Haha, I’m not going anywhere you know~ though I guess I don’t mind being chased?” He teases as you approach. 

You smile up at him brightly, “I have something to show you!” You tell him, he notices now that you have a hand behind your back. 

“Hm? Aw, did you get me a gift? And here I was thinking you were hiding from me!” He regrets the words the moment they leave his mouth. Your smile falters a bit as you blink at his confession. 

But before he can backtrack with a “Just kidding!” your smile lightens again, eyes filling with some sort of resolve as you pull out… a glove on a stick? in your other hand.

He doesn’t pull away when he feels the simulation of a hand on his head. He can’t, when you look into his eyes with such unmistakable fondness. The awkward, stilted movements as you try to run the imitation hand through his hair communicates how long you’ve wanted to do this, and the tears that well up in his eyes betray how much he’s needed it. 

He feels the cloth soak up the tears when you move the glove down to hold his face. It feels soft under his skin, and he can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. 

“How long did it take you to make this?” He asks as you let him lace his fingers with your hand extension. He squeezes the plush hand, feeling the soft give before it reaches the stick inside, inspecting where the glove and stick are attached. 

“Um! A week? It took a bit of experimenting to get it to stay on… And they don’t really sell gloves on campus either.” 

Your eyes crinkle when you look at him, the corners of your lips pull up triumphantly when he lets go of the hand to let you pat his head again. 

“You deserve at least this much,” you tell him. “I know it’s not really the same or anything, but I don’t wanna leave you out, y’know?” 

“It was worth it though, if it made you happy.” You look into his eyes as you say this, and he can’t help but believe you.

Reblogs and Comments are appreciated! I love you (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

[mydarlingclaudia]

[c-rowlesdraws]

this is too stupid to edit the post about but I realized I used the wrong term for using bones for divination. Oracle bones are a very specific kind of ancient relic from China and thereabouts, where diviners would carve questions about the future into livestock scapulae or turtle plastrons, burn the bones until they cracked, and then interpret the question's answer from the pattern of the cracks. The thing where you throw a bunch of bones on the ground and interpret the pattern they make when they come to rest is called, appropriately, "bone throwing" or osteomancy (from the Greek osteon, bone, and manteia, divination), and is an ancient form of divination still practiced in different forms by various communities worldwide.

You can even buy throwing bones on Etsy, if you're so inclined:

[dailyhtfboards]

Day 53

Today’s Board is:

World’s scribbly-est Cuddles

(From TV episode 13A Hear Today, Gone Tomorrow)

[vocabulary-altering-posts]

oh hewwo... which of my beloved friends/mutuals art thou (you may answer privately)

hello jade hi jade :3 its me nick i started this gimmick blog on tuesday and people are enjoying Dictionary 2

[sammy8d257]

begging people to also post their stuff in the main tags so I can reblog it

ajfbhshfhshsh

PLEASE YOUR ART AND POSTS ARE SO COOL

I can't even like or reblog or save it to go back to because you put it in the community tab to be lost and buried FOREVER

[inquisimail]

this barbie is not having fun at the exalted council

[nor3gertz]

I've come to the conclusion that u gotta be +16 to come to my blog . But don't u ever interact with my NSFW stuff/tags or anything that i labeled with a strong theme i recommend u filter em out. i will check ur bio n if i see Smth fishy i'll hardblock.

I will like or reblog or wtv from my main blog (its in my desc bio) but if u are uncomfortable u can just block me. Annnd if im uncomfortable w u i will block u straight away too. Thanks

read my strawpage byf or whatever. tcc gtfo

[thewormdraws]

Girls and birds 🐦

Drawing otgw because I'm impatient and I want it to be fall already

Here's the backgrounds

[r0semultiverse]

You know what feature we need to bother staff for next? Other people’s posts getting flagged as counting towards “strikes” on our blogs.

[giddydelphiresearcher]

Hey doctors! I know we're all sad about how Caduceus has been out of business for a decade, but worry not: I'm making my own hospital! My own Trauma Center, you might say. All so that you can have the privilege of fighting a life-or-death battle against GUILT once more :)

I'll be posting the new hospital's progress in #trauma center recreation. And of course, what's a hospital without GUILT? I've got a few ideas for my own, filed under #pathogen oc. I also sometimes just have stuff to say about the fun stuff that happens in the medical world, tagged #misc.

UPDATE: The first demo for Trauma Center Recreation is available to play now on itch.io! https://dravid.itch.io/trauma-center-recreation

[bro-etically]

sat down to draw for the first time in months thought i would make a little self portrait and well turns out i have some unresolved issues