#so that's good :)

[theafterartist0004]

This was a great way to spend my night lol

First thing you see after you zoom in is how you die

How you dying 👀

[drippinonabuffet]

The Wilson show.

(Doing many digital works lately to get better.)

[cowcowwow]

I accidentally washed my pokemon cards :(( I am SAD

[poppyandlilysblog]

Quarantine complete.

Time for Calla to join the Crew.

[unashamedly-enthusiastic]

Headache so bad I genuinely checked my life insurance would take care of my husband and child

[l0ganberry]

Here's Wally Darling!!

[nightcovefox]

I have been burned so many times, but I kept on going because Chef doesn't care if you get burn or not. I’m fine! The burning stop!

[salemoleander]

Descended on by horde of zombies, killed, flew back with my newly-constructed emergency kit, died AGAIN to my own sword

This is what I get for naming it that, I guess

[abby-the-druid]

Technicolor 6

In which Sasuke discovers tongues and Sakura is met with a supernova.

read on ao3 and ff.net.

prev. chapter

Preview:

Then.

Sakura, Sasuke found as the days blended into weeks, did indeed share smiles with strangers as if it was as easy for her as breathing. Small talk came to her as though it were second nature, effortlessly offering feedback to their fellow classmates about their art, providing analysis linking past and current events in their history class, and asking clarifying questions during calculus. It made Sasuke’s head spin, thinking about how many words she shared with people she didn’t know, how often she slipped into a smile and offered support to someone she only recognized as an acquaintance.

He understood that he fell into this latter category, though reflecting on that fact made his stomach twist uncomfortably and a bleak pit to bloom under his navel.

He found himself sitting in front of her in their history class, contained in another musty room with subpar lighting. But with the way the professor valued active learning, their desks were often pushed together and he sat across from her radiation green eyes as she smiled and shared her ideas with the other two members of their four-person squad. He refused to admit that a flicker of jealousy licked at his gut every time she blessed their idiot classmates with a smile or her attention. The boy who was partial to wearing green jumpsuits with a severe bowl cut and thick eyebrows had the ability to make her laugh, a sharp yet pleasant sound that bubbled from her chest, and Sasuke felt himself drowning in the noise, desperately wishing he had the ability to share that part of himself so freely or the skill to draw such mirth from the elf girl.

Their calculus class was bursting at the seams with students, so many were crammed into the small space that as Sasuke sat beside Sakura, their shoulders brushed, which seemed to regularly catch the quiet attention of their silver haired, navy masked professor. The first forty-five-minute period she apologized softly every time she bumped into him, a light pink color dusting her cheeks as her green eyes fluttered between Dr. Hatake, Sasuke, and her notebook. The second-class period she lost some of this embarrassment, simply sent him a lopsided smile as an apology. By the third class, she nudged closer to his side to avoid the sharp elbows of the student to her right.

Sasuke did not take this as a small victory.

He assumed Sakura just didn’t want to be constantly jostled by her other seat mate.

Telling himself this did not stifle the warmth that tinged his ears when she pressed softly against his side, smelling like daisies and coffee.

[pixlerelish]

Movie scenes that make me INSANE: 4 of -

[kindlythevoid]

Me, upon receiving one (1) SORTA mean, maybe-off comment out of hundreds of super nice comments that I love, now staring for even MORE hours at the draft of the next chapter I need to write: Well, fuck. Now what? Also Me, .02 seconds later, gritting my teeth and strategizing: Well, I write this fanfic for me. This is my fanfic. People can think what they like. I will take this comment and use it to think of new ways to improve my writing, but I will not internalize it. I write this fanfic for me. This is my fanfic. People can think what they like. I will take this comment and use it to think of new ways to improve my writing, but I will not internalize it. I write this fanfic for ME. This is MY fanfic. People can think what they like--

[reginrokkr]

Peeks in to say that I'm still alive, just brain dead until I finish adjusting to the new routine of classes. Good news is that it's very possible that my class schedules will be significantly shortened because I can ask to get validated a few subjects that I've already passed (with great grades, at that) before. So that will help a lot to reduce the exhaustion too!

[zoomingupthathill]

sometimes max just has violent urges, and wants to punch people.. or steal steve's bat, and beat the crap out of them. -- sometimes, she wants to just push them into a pool... or throw something at them.

[toucansafari]

Feeling terrible about my art, perhaps the game jam tomorrow will make me feel more confident 😔

[amburgundy]

some bad decisions, some good ones 👀🦠