#seriously go read it its so good

[that-tall-queer-bassist]

@toasted-cricket

this was me trying to explain everything i love about "Dark Cloud Descended Again" last night

(FIC REC LIKE AHHHHH its so so good and it makes me feel Big emotions and i notice new little details every time i reread you should definitely read it if you're seeing this)

don’t you ever read a piece of fanfiction so good you just

[livsmessydoodles]

just for fun heres a little comic of a scene from @andiwriteordie 's fic i'll find a new place to be from!! it just felt SO in character i had to draw it out😭😭😭

anyway GO CHECK OUT ANDIS FIC its such an interesting take on how s5 could go, its incredibly hooking besides being insanely in character and very very funny GO READ IT NOW‼️‼️‼️

[choccy-milky]

NSFW comic ive been wanting to do for a while of seb getting…influenced…by the dark relic👀👀no idea how long its gonna be or how long itll take, so have a wip for now 🙃

[puppyeared]

i feel like im not making any sense but does anyone else feel like there are stories that let u run with them and ones that spell everything out for you

[kiiyuq]

A Countdown, Of Sorts

And the taint of wine-red and copper bleeds and stains across the foreign skin, like a mark more damning that the kisses fluttered there previously.

Here's the artwork I created for @fleet-off's absolutely amazing fic, Passing Time, for the @kinnporschebigbang. It was such a great experience. The writing in here is incredible, I swear every time I read it I can't even breathe, its so, so, so good and well written.

A really, really special thanks firstly to Fleet for working together with me during this whole period. I loved talking with you about the fic, and getting to see your writing every time genuinely took the words out of my mouth, because I just didn't know how to express myself properly about it. This has been such a fun experience, and you've bought Pete and Vegas to life so perfectly. Another big thank you to the mods of the KPTS Big Bang event for all the work you've put in the past few months, and all of the organisation that's been happening behind the scenes, none of this could have happened without all of you. And an extra thank you to @no1petesimp and @xhangkyuns for dealing with all my screaming for the past few months as I got through all the rough patches, I love you two so much, you mean the world to me <3

[technicalgator]

“ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶜʰᵉ ᵇᵉⁿᵉᵃᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᵏⁱⁿ”

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Fanart for @mxboxlocks INCREDIBLE fic “All That We Lost”! I am absolutely HOOKED on this fic so far!! The writing, the story, the way the characters are written?? OUGH it’s amazing!! I love the darker theme of this fic, and how the mercs react to said events, while staying in character! 10/10 writing!!

For you folks that liked Emesis Blue, yer gonna LOVE this fic! Basically, Emesis Red >:]

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Alt. Versions below!

[fandovers]

This might be a hot take on main, but... Why can't Mr. Puzzles fans and RGB fans just get along?

v-- (Ramble under the cut.) --v

I remember when I first found out about Mr. Puzzles on twitter via his theme song being shared about. I had no clue about TPOH up until I started talking to my friends about Puzzles. In a way, talking about Mr. Puzzles helped me find out about TPOH and RGB in the first place!!

I got to dive head-first into both of these characters at the same time, and it was great!! But the main thing that stuck out was the absolute hate radiating from the fans of either side. These two characters quickly became my comfort characters, and it pained me to see the hate at one another.

If I tried to join, say, a TPOH fan space, they would often be talking about how they want Puzzles dead. Or an SMG4 fan space talking about how RGB sucks and Puzzles is better. I couldn't join any space on either side without seeing burning hate, and it sucks!!

And don't get me wrong, I do acknowledge they look extremely similar!! Whether the SMG4 crew or designers took heavy inspiration from RGB or not, it should be talked about. In a perfect world, the crew would come out and tell us if he was heavily inspired or not. If the people who designed him even had a clue about TPOH, or if it was just a coincidence with how his design came out.

Eitherway, I look at them both as that one meme with the cakes. Instead of "oh, this cake is so much better then the other!" just stop looking at this like a competition!! We get two awesome tv heads with coloured bar smiles, but with their own backstories, personalities, consequences of their actions and you are picking sides?? The way I see it is "holy fuck!! Two cakes!! :D" and I feel like nobody shares this mentality. Why can't we just enjoy both for who they are?

As an ending note here; to the Mr. Puzzles fans who keep bugging modmad (creator of TPOH) with asks about Puzzles; they know about him already and have made statements. Leave them alone. Please don't bring it up with them anymore, as it is an extremely negative topic for them. You can enjoy Puzzles without bugging modmad, it's that easy. (If you want to see their statements/thoughts on it, literally just google modmad and Mr. Puzzles, it will pop up.)

Be safe, be sane. And for the love of god; respect each other.

Anyway, this post was written not only cause I wanted to talk about this, as I feel like a minority by liking both and isn't choosing sides. But also, letting it be known that I will post fanart of both characters on my page!!

My page is my own, and I post about things I enjoy, and the hate from either side isn't going to stop me!! If you come on my page just to hate on the characters I draw, then I will kindly walk you to the door and block you. I don't want that type of negativity here. I am only here to have fun and enjoy silly tv head men!!

[cufeilidh]

I've been meaning to finish this for weeks but I went and got on a writing and sewing kick instead. Drawing bug bit again yesterday ;)

Featuring my favorite Andalite, Stedeth Esgarrouth Bonnetil. I love him.

Read his story wanna fly away (I don't know where my soul is) by @ghostalservice and @petrichorca cause it's amazing and one of my absolute favs. You don't need to be familiar with animorphs to enjoy, so go get yourself some alien adventure and spice!

[oriarts]

in the library there lived a hobbit

↳ON AO3! (1/1, 20K)

my art for my @strangerthingsreversebigbang with @formosusiniquis! this fic was SO fun to work on with you! it's got library storytelling and cuteness and everything! go check it out!

Steve Harrington has always been a romantic. He spends his time in his head imagining possible futures with strangers, but one in particular has really caught his attention: the mysterious son of Wayne who comes to Baby and Me every week with his granddaughter Lucy. When opportunity knocks, Steve is quick to suggest that this mysterious dad starts volunteering at the library. Enter Eddie Munson, a high school crush, and now Steve has to deal with the fantasy single dad he'd been imagining being real, in the library, and reading fantasy books to kids twice a week.

[gregoryeddiesgoldchain]

avanine truthers come to the front of the class

ummm GUYS

okay first of all - ava popping up on janine at work is SO cute! they kinda framed it like this was ava's first visit to janine's office at the district but there's noo way she's been there for five months and this is the first time. like i'm imagining janine there late one night that first week tidying up her office and ava stops by with food like "i knew you'd still be here"

janine being ava's mole in the district office is absolutely coming back around this season and i look forward to that with delight and glee

"i'm more important than whatever you're doing for Jacob" ummm need i say more???

side note: ava in this purple like be still my beating heart

ava immediately being like "that doesn't sound like janine i think the fuck not" and springing into action when she hears that she's struggling really shows how far they've come. season one she would've made some joke about her but now she's like - the girl who never gives up is giving up??? NOT ON MY WATCH. immediately yes and i need more.

this was not directly avanine content but ava going "well, gregory? is no?" was absolutely about janine and i won't be told otherwise lol

"I don't need to schedule a meeting to see my girl" it was right there i'm just sayingg

the way janine's chin, face, and whole body lifted up when ava said they were friends is replaying in my head on a loop!!! and so is the way ava lets that slip and sees her reaction nd immediately draws back just a tad like PLEASE. they love each other and that's all

also love that ava can't resist throwing out that bit about tariq on her way out and then teasing her about him later. she's such a menace and i really love her for that

[always-a-joyful-note]

Based off ch. 19

[sapphoscorner]

Not to be pissy on Pride month, but Jesus Christ this fandom is so misogynistic because tell me why everytime I check the olnf tag there's at least 10 mcs for qiu and 1 or 2 for tamarack and 9/10 the mc for tamarack is a boy?

Tell me why Tamarack is constantly ignored and qiu is praised

Tell me why BAXTER gets more attention in the fandom than the fucking main character

Tell me why when you ask someone why they don't like tamarack their response is always "oh she's loud and my mc might be scared off by her" (which is valid but then, your mc is friends with qiu?? When Qiu is more insisting on being friends than tamarack is)

Tell me why I always see people talk about Qiu angst and nobody brings up Tamarack's??

Tell me why I keep seeing this shit and explain to me how this favoritism isn't because of misogyny, please explain to me how is not misogyny I'd love to know how this isn't blanant misogyny

[lyzelky]

Feeding Alligators by @atsadi-shenanigans has been stuck rent free in my head for the last few weeks, highly recommend reading it if you haven't already! Stalked their blog (sorry) for any character references and did some sketches of the main character, Eleanor. Bonus pic of her (with slightly longer hair) having a mild freakout dealing with Faerun's finest problem children heroes.

[rascalentertainments]

Gotta give a big Happy Birthday to our boy, Aster! 🎂✨🌟

So far reading "Kingdom of Wishes" @annymation has been a really fun experience and I'm actually about to hit the chapter where he arrives soon, but I've seen posts from other fans about him and from what I've seen in some scenes, he's so freaking loveable, oh my gosh-

She really got his personality spot on from original concept/deleted scenes and even added more to his character, you just can't help but love the guy! Definitely recommend reading her story, this the most I've ever been invested in a rewrite! Almost feels like the script to an awesome remake film! (*coughcoughIwouldfundthatcoughcough*)

[acourtofquestions]

Kingdom of Ash Chapter 10 Quote highlights:

The soft voice was deceptive—Aedion had learned that these weeks. Perhaps a weapon in its own right, to make people believe him gentle-hearted and weak. To mask the sharp mind and sharper instincts behind it.

As if these troops weren't for their queen, hadn't come for Aelin when she'd called. As if the Bane served anyone else.

Ren blew out a breath toward the tent's high ceiling. A large space, but unadorned. They hadn't time or resources to furnish it into a proper war tent, setting up only a cot, a few braziers, and this table, along with a copper tub behind a curtain in the rear. As soon as this meeting was over, he'd find someone to fill it for him.

Had Aelin been here, she might have heated it within a heartbeat. He shut out the tightness in his chest. Had Aelin been here, one breath from her and the five thousand troops they'd exhausted themselves killing today would have been ash on the wind

None of the lords around him had questioned where their queen was. Why she hadn't been on the field today. Perhaps they hadn't dared.

Aedion stopped long enough to greet those men, to ofter a hand on the shoulder or a word of reassurance. Some would last the night. Many wouldn't. He halted at other fires as well. To commend the fighting done, whether the soldiers hailed from Terrasen or the Wastes or Wendlyn. At a few of them, he even shared in their ales or meals. Rhoe had taught him that—the art of making his men want to follow him, die for him. But more than that, seeing them as men, as people with families and friends, who had as much to risk as he did in fighting here. It was no burden, despite the exhaustion creeping over him, to thank them for their courage, their swords. But it did take time. The sun had fully set, the muddy camp cast in deep shadows amid the fires, by the time he neared Kyllian's tent.

"Aedion."

He'd know that voice if he were blind.

Lysandra stepped from behind a tent, her face clean despite her muddy clothes.

He halted, finally feeling the weight of the dirt and gore on himself. "What."

"Is this some attempt to reenter my good graces?" He was too tired, too weary, to bother beating around the truth.

Her emerald eyes went as cold as the winter night around them. "I don't give a damn about your good graces. I care about this army being worn down with unnecessary movements."

She'd been in some small, unnoticed form. Precisely why so many kingdoms and courts had hunted down and killed any shifters. Unparalleled spies and assassins.

She crossed her arms. "If you don't want me sitting in on your war councils, then say so." He took in her face, her stiff posture. Exhaustion lay heavy on her, her golden skin pale and eyes haunted. He didn't know where she was staying in this camp. If she even had a tent. Guilt gnawed on him for a heartbeat.

"When, exactly, will our queen make her grand return?"

Her mouth tightened. "Tonight, if you think it wise."

"To miss the battle and only appear to bask in the glory of victory? I doubt the troops would find that heartening."

"Then tell me where, and when, and I'll do it."

"Just as you blindly obeyed our queen, you'll now obey me?"

"I obey no man," she snarled. "But I'm not fool enough to believe I know more about armies and soldiers than you do. My pride is not so easily bruised."

Aedion took a step forward. "And mine is?"

"What I did, I did for her, and for this kingdom. Look at these men, your men-look at the allies we've gathered and tell me that if they knew the truth, they would be so eager to fight."

"The Bane fought when we believed her dead. It would be no different."

"It might be for our allies. For the people of Terrasen." She didn't back down for a moment. "Go ahead and punish me for the rest of your life. For a thousand years, if you wind up Settling."

With Gavriel for his father, he might very well. He tried not to dwell on the possibility. He'd barely interacted with the Fae royals or their soldiers beyond what was necessary. And they mostly kept to themselves. Yet they did not sneer at him for his demi-Fae status; didn't really seem to care what blood flowed in his veins so long as he kept them alive.

"We have enough enemies as it is," Lysandra went on. "But if you truly wish to make me one of them as well, that's fine. I don't regret what 1 did, nor will I ever."

"Fine," was all he could think to say.

She shrewdly looked him over. As if weighing the man within. "It was real, Aedion," she said. "All of it. I don't care if you believe me or not. But it was real for me."

He couldn't bear to hear it. "I have a meeting," he lied, and stepped around her. "Go slither off somewhere else."

Hurt flashed in her eyes, quickly hidden. He was the worst sort of bastard for it.

She was a stupid fool. A stupid fool, to have said anything, and to now feel something in her chest crumpling. She had enough dignity left not to beg. To not watch Aedion go into Kyllian's tent and wonder if it was for a meeting, or because he was seeking to remind himself of life after so much killing today. To not give one inch of space to the burning in her eyes. Lysandra made her way toward the comfortable tent Sol of Suria had given her near his. A kind, sharply clever man—who had no interest in women. The younger brother, Ravi, had eyed her, as all men did. But he'd kept a respectful distance, and had talked to her, not her chest, so she liked him, too. Didn't mind having a tent in their midst. An honor, actually. She'd gone from having to crawl into the beds of lords, doing whatever they asked of her with a smile, to fighting beside them. And she was now a lady herself. One whom both the Lords of Suria and the Lord of Allsbrook recognized, despite Darrow spitting on it. It might have filled her with gladness had battle not worn her out so completely that the walk back to the tent seemed endless. Had the general-prince not filleted her spirit so thoroughly. Every step was an effort, the mud sucking at her boots.

[oozeandgoo-art]

had an odd dream that i was reading a comic book. sketched a couple of the pages i could remember.