#so i need to have this somewhere

[bobapixels]

お金稼ぐ 私はSTAR

[cabinette]

Eye Candy

[starscream-is-my-wife]

Pt 2 and the final part of LL Megatrons conversation with an aware G1 Starscream

this one wasn’t as dramatic as the first part but there’s only so much emotional vulnerability Screamer can do with his new free will heheh, thanks for all of the comments encouraging me! I’ve never drawn longer comics like these before and it’s pretty fun so hopefully I can improve with the next comic I make!

[sergle]

making LEAPS and BOUNDS with the feral kitten!! tonight I managed to slowly move her food onto my lap to encourage her to put her paws on me while she ate, and once that clicked, she kept kneading on my hands and my legs. I've already broken the seal w/ being able to touch her, but getting HER to touch ME seems huge, I think she's been really needing that, since I don't know how long it's been since she's been around her family. wooo progress!!! p.s. I don't have any pictures yet, bc whenever I'm with her, I'm playing a youtube video of cat purrs / trills to calm her down, and if I go to take a picture it'll pause the video. but I WILL take a picture of her soon!

[bacchuschucklefuck]

she turns, makes direct eye contact with you, smiles,

[sunnibits]

noel babygirl please come home the kids miss you

[pangur-and-grim]

it’s hard for me to feed myself right now (just in terms of physical ability), so my mom drove me and the animals to her place. she carried the cats in first, because I had to butt-scoot up the front stairs, and once inside, Pangur got scared and ran. she’s tucked herself away somewhere, and nobody can find her. I probably could, and I could lure her out and make her feel safe again, except that I’m largely immobile. I keep falling on the crutches and fucking my leg up further, and the likeliest hiding spots are up or down a fleet of stairs. it’s been 4 hours, and it’s killing me not to look for her. I’m so tempted to crawl down the basement stairs, broken leg be damned.

[puppetmaster13u]

Meme Prompt 10

[sweet-tangerine-daydreams]

dc x dp idea: the twelfth night

After a typical "reveal gone wrong" scenario, Danny Fenton ends up running to a (reformed) Vlad for safety. Vlad, sensing the danger from the Fentons, decides to move the two of them to another city in America with enough ambient ectoplasm for them to live, Gotham, adopting him as "Daniel Nightingale" in the process.

Danny starts up at Gotham Academy for his junior year of high school. He still talks to his friends, Sam and Tucker, but being away from Amity Park, and having his parents nearly End him has left him a little depressed. Vlad tries to gently encourage Danny to try out some extracurriculars or clubs at Gotham Academy. Nothing really catches his eye until a flyer for the drama department's yearly play catches his eye-- not only is it completely blind casting, but the director isn't sharing what the play will be until the cast list drops. Danny is curious, and takes the flyer home with him, where Vlad eventually convinces Danny to give the play a try.

On the other hand, Tim Drake (who had been re-enrolled in high school after Bruce was saved from the timestream drama)(against his will) is also living a bit of a boring life. School, patrol, eat, and maybe sleep (if he's lucky). Dick, who is on the PTA at Gotham Academy (mostly for Damian, who's in the middle school section) learns about the blind auditions for the mystery play, and with a bit of playful ribbing from Jason, they both dare Tim to try out for the play. Tim eventually relents so his older brothers will leave him alone.

Audition day comes, and Tim and Danny are both given monologues at random. The cast list isn't announced until the next Friday, where the play is also revealed-- it's an adaption of Twelfth Night, featuring a nearly completely gender-bent cast. And to Tim and Danny's shock, they find themselves not only cast, but as the lead roles.

VIOLA/CESARIO: Daniel Nightingale DUKE ORSINO: Timothy Drake-Wayne

Drama, love, and chaos reign supreme in the rehearsals, as Danny and Tim get closer, and start finding that maybe their chemistry isn't just stage chemistry, but might be something real.

And maybe the characters they've been assigned to play are a lot closer to who they are than they may realize.

[cecoeur]

Love as the stars went out David Jones

[coern-art-very-cool-and-nice]

distant blue sky

[ingoodjesst]

have you put the pieces together yet, detective

[umblrspectrum]

i think the idea of v finding uzis last name hilarious is a really funny one

[bacchuschucklefuck]

doing chibi is a good design exercise bc it forces u to think on shapes n essential details, essentially thumbnailing ur designs. its also a terrible design exercise bc it ends up looking cute no matter what

[ruporas]

cheers to the future of humanity (and the future of us)

[ID: Digital illustration in color of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun. The illustration takes place during the ship/home arc, specifically chapter 21. At the center, Vash is grabbing Wolfwood by the collar and pulls him into a kiss in the middle of a celebration. The pair is colored in vibrant warm hues while their surroundings are colored in cooler colors like green and teals. Luida, Brad, Meryl, and Milly are shown amongst the crowd, occupied in the celebrations as Vash and Wolfwood share a moment by themselves at the center. END ID]

[rillils]

idk why I never thought about it, but if we're assuming that this

is the brochure Bucky got at the Smithsonian in 2014, that must mean that he held on to it for two whole years. possibly carrying it in his pocket at first (you can sort of see the marks where it was originally folded), then carefully straightening it and smoothing out the inevitable little crinkles, with a tenderness he'd long forgotten he was even capable of.

moving it from journal to journal as he went through them, so he wouldn't risk losing it.

using it as a bookmark, so it would be the first thing he saw every time he flipped his journal open.

maybe tracing Steve's familiar face with his fingertips, with the odd but unfaltering certainty that he used to know what that felt like. that the memory must be somewhere in the back of his mind still, waiting to be unlocked like a treasure chest.

recalling how, during the war, he'd wished he could have carried a picture of his sweetheart on him like all the other guys did. how he'd wished he could see Steve's face every day, just for something good to hold on to, to keep him going when he felt every last shred of hope slip away from him.

and how, when Steve appeared with his new body and his old recklessness, all too eager to throw himself into battle, Bucky had learned what people meant when they said be careful what you wish for.

just. the notion of Bucky taking this fragile piece of paper in the first place, and then deciding to keep it, and then going out of his way to make sure it wouldn't tear, deliberately keeping it close at hand, cherishing it like it was his most prized possession– yeah no I need a moment