#soon.. i will finally order it....

[welcometogrouchland]

Hi hello I'm not dead I just didn't post art for nearly 3 weeks bc I took an anxious break from this app and then immediately got sick afterwards <3 so here's the backlog

[anewp0tat0]

i lied i had like atleast one more weston thought to expell from my brain, before i miss this boat entirely. we're heading to green lands woooo

[twinkskeletons]

🐑✨💙welcome.. he’s here :3 💙✨🐑

[shopwitchvamp]

Wahhh 🥹 omg thank you so much! This is so sweet, and wow I've also never before seen such a totally 100% sunshine and rainbows message as this one. I'll take it!! (I could sure use it, haha)

@jessdean / @shopwitchvamp this was gunna be an ask but got too long so HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!! 🎉🎁🔮🎁🎉

A Crystal Oracle card for the giver of crystal oracles!

Turquoise (speaking one's truth, clear communication, purification)

And a Dreams of Gaia Tarot card for the tarot reader!

Three of Fire (action, implementation, exploration, expression, energy, hard work, sacrifice, imitation)

…And because this got a bit belated (woo chronic health issues), I asked the decks for any bonus messages & these basically threw themselves at me lmao

Rhodonite (achievement, potential, emotional balance, an open heart) Australian Agate (perception, strength, courage, stamina) Nine of Air (rev) (self-awareness, universal consciousness, understanding, insight, vision, imagination, fantasy, creativity) (rev: imagine your fears away) Three of Water (satisfaction, pleasure, joy, hopefulness, anticipation, attachment, expectation)

Well damn, I'd say have a good year but I think the cards said it better than I could! Thank you again for all that you do. Enjoy your belated birthday weekend & the rest of your break! 🖤

(Sidenote: my partner & I bought that Dreams of Gaia deck for our 10 year anniversary from a local place specifically because of your tarot videos. I had to wear your mystic flame skirt & my partner wore the dark jester joggers. I wore my amanita mini back there a week later & we got so many compliments both times, just wanted to pass those along to you!)

[narwhalcasserole]

[justanotherfanfolks]

CHAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTT!?!??!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!!??!?

[st4rspup]

⋆⭒˚.⋆pow pow paci !! 💫

⤷ made by petite.paw.pacis on insta <3

[love-is-a-pearl]

Pokemon: Future - General Info

Since I posted the first fic and am getting the second one already on the way, I feel like it's worth sharing my plan for this whole project

Timeline

EP0001 to EP1232 - Canon, lasts 3 years in total. Aka Ash is around 13 in the end of "The rainbow and Pokemon Master".

Trials and Tribulations of Coordination - Short fic exploring how Dawn has been doing post DPani. [!!] Not shippy at all, sorry.

Sinnoh Dawn, Alola Dusk - Oneshot featuring Dawn in a visit to Alola. Happens immediately before the following series. [!!] Sorta shippy but very subtle.

Platinum Past - First fic series in my collection. A Pokemon Legends Arceus story. Features Ash and Dawn at the age of 15. [!!] Very shippy but not overly romantic.

Kalos roots - Second oneshot featuring Ash in Kalos dealing with the ultimate weapon. Happens immediately after the previous series. [!!] Not shippy. A brigde between PP events and what's to come.

Once the Champion, always the Champion - Second series. Tells the story of Ash's second journey through Alola alongside his pokemon. Age 17. [!!] Not really shippy, just focusing on Ash and his pokemon that never got much in the anime.

Dawn of a new master - Third series. Tells the story of Dawn's doing Sinnoh contest circuit again. Age 18. [!!] Sorta Shippy? Depends on some factors, but is Dawn becoming a Top coordinator: the fanfic.

Let's go Kanto! - Fourth short fic. Tells the story of Dawn's first visit to Pallet town alongside Ash. Happens imediately after the previous series. [!!] Very shippy! Very cheesy!

Goodbye Kanto - Third Oneshot. Features Ash moving from Kanto to Alola. Age 19. [!!] Not at all shippy. Is about Ash and Delia mostly.

Through today, tomorrow, and the day after - Fourth series. Tells the story of Ash and Dawn travelling Sinnoh for a second time. Ages 20. [!!] This is where the shipping gets center focus! Yeah, im sorry, i did said this was a slow burn tho....

TBN - Fifth and final series. Tells the story of Ash and Dawn travelling Kanto and Johto. Ages 21. [!!] Very shippy! They're dating here! But the focus is... something else..

[saltynsassy31]

Frye Fest - Final Countdown

<- Previous - Part 18 - Next ->

[18/20]

🍚Team Rice🍚

Splatfest 10-08-2024

[Master Post - coming soon]

[ruvviks]

In the fourth and final season of All That's Left, Mac and Layla and their friends are left with one final job; travel back to fallen Opportunity, the city where it all began, to gather evidence of Matrix Corp creating the virus that led to the end of the world, sabotaging cure research, and being responsible for the destruction of the megalopolis. Hunted down on two fronts, having lost dear friends along the way, and faced with hordes of nearly unkillable mutated ghouls, the group is slowly but surely starting to run out of time. One last journey, to expose the truth about Matrix and shut them down once and for all— but who will live to tell the tale? [SEASON ONE HERE] // [SEASON TWO HERE] // [SEASON THREE HERE]

taglist (opt in/out)

@velocitic, @deadrlngers, @euryalex, @ordinarymaine, @gurathins;

@mojaves, @shellibisshe, @dickytwister, @mnwlk, @rindemption;

@ncytiri, @calenhads, @noirapocalypto, @florbelles, @radioactiveshitstorm;

@strafethesesinners, @fashionablyfyrdraaca, @radioactive-synth, @katsigian, @estevnys;

@elgaravel, @aezyrraeshh, @carlosoliveiraa

[cornsarts]

As Long As I Live I Serve Your Dream || A Fugio Mix

Spotify | YouTube

Guillotine / Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 || Lumen / Akron/Family || Riches and Wonders / The Mountain Goats || Crane Your Neck / Lady Lamb || Loretta's Scars / Pavement || The Killing Moon / Echo & the Bunnymen || Fix Me Now / Garbage || Not a Jerk / Longstocking || It's a Wonderful Life / Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution || Car / Built to Spill || Italy / Akron/Family

[hepbaestus]

THEY'VE FINALLY ARRIVED!!! LETSGOOO

[thevioletcaptain]

🩲😳🫦

Dean’s not staring. He’s definitely not staring.

He’s so consciously and deliberately not staring that he sinks down a little lower in the driver’s seat of the Impala, just in case Cas happens to glance over and see him from where he’s standing like some kind of calendar model on the opposite side of the Smith Center Public Swimming Pool.

Not because he thinks he’s doing anything wrong, though. Cas is hot, and Dean knows that Cas is hot. He's long past having a crisis about the fact that he wants the guy. But he's off limits. He can't quite remember why he'd decided that he was off limits, but he's sure he had a good reason for it.

So he's not staring. And he's not hiding, either.

It's just that Dean doesn’t want Cas to see his face through the windshield, all distorted by the glare of the summer sun, and mistakenly think that he is staring.

Because he’s not.

But. Well. It’s kind of hard not to look, is the thing.

And looking isn’t staring. It’s just — seeing. With his eyes. Which he kind of can’t help but do. And is that a crime? Is it a crime to see?

Anyway, Cas is the one who decided to buy himself a neon green Speedo for the adult swimming lessons he’s insisted on taking now that he’s human again, and it’s hardly Dean’s fault if his eye is naturally drawn to bright colors.

That’s just… evolution. He thinks he read that somewhere, once. Survival instincts, ingrained over countless generations and hardwired into his monkey brain, so that he won’t accidentally put poisonous tree frogs in his mouth or whatever.

Not that he's letting his monkey brain take control right now. Not that he’s thinking of putting his mouth anywhere near Cas’ —

“You can’t park here.”

He jumps, his forearm pressing hard into the horn, and half a dozen people — Cas included — all turn to stare at him from the poolside.

Now they're staring. Not just looking. Definitely staring. Dean knows the difference.

Cas lifts his hand and waves.

It’s probably Dean’s imagination, given the distance, but he’s pretty sure he can see a bead of water — maybe sweat — trickling down his side. It starts near his armpit. Trails down over his ribs.

As Dean watches — looks, really, just happens to see — Cas pushes his fingers through his hair, and shakes his head, and an arc of droplets sparkles through the air around him before he drops his hand back down and wipes it off on his thigh. And now his thigh is wet again.

Who gave him the right to fucking glisten like that? Who the hell does he think he is?

“Sir?”

Dragging his eyes away from Cas, Dean glances up at the woman ducking down to peer in at him through his open window. She’s wearing a navy blue polo with the pool’s logo, and she’s missed a spot with her sunscreen, so there’s an oddly shaped patch of red in the middle of her forehead. The pinched-mouth expression on her face suggests that perhaps she's spoken to him more times than he’d noticed. He shakes his head a little.

“Huh, sorry, what?”

“You can’t park here,” she says, tone harsher than before, and points up at the staff only sign he’d missed when he arrived.

In his defense, the sign is kind of dull, and decidedly not brightly colored, and by the time he’d been pulling into the space, he’d already been kind of distracted by Cas and his glow-in-the-dark-and-the-daytime-too crotch.

Some part of him — the monkey brain, probably — desperately wants his eyes to flick back over toward the pool to see if Cas has decided to do any more post-swim stretching. He valiantly fights it. The effort uses enough brain power that he barely remembers that he's probably supposed to respond to the woman talking to him.

“Oh,” he says, finally.

She waits. Raises her brow. He figures he should say more.

“I’m not actually— I’m not staying. I’m just here to pick someone up. I mean, heh, that sounded wrong. I’m not trying to pick someone up, like, trying to score. I’m just here to pick up a guy. My friend. In my car. To drive him home.”

The woman’s eyes narrow a little, and she half opens her mouth like she’s not quite sure how to respond to his rambling but fully intends to, but before she can get a word out Cas is there, pulling open the passenger door. The hinges creak.

The scent of chlorine and sunscreen and Cas floods Dean's senses.

He glances over, no longer able to force himself not to, and has to bite down on his own lip to keep from letting out a deeply embarrassing noise when he finds him spreading his towel out on the seat so he can sit down, still wearing his Speedo. He drops the string bag with his change of clothes into the footwell and grins at Dean as he climbs inside.

"Don't worry, I won't get your car wet," he says.

Dean's brain is making a strange buzzing sound.

"Uhuh," he says.

“Sir,” the woman cuts in again.

Dean doesn’t even look at her, this time. Just waves a hand in the air and starts the engine as Cas buckles in. Pulls the seatbelt taut across his lap.

"You need to move."

"Yeah, we're going," Dean says.

“See you next week, Doreen,” Cas tells her cheerfully.

“Yeah,” Dean says, but his eyes don’t leave Cas. Maybe he is staring, just a little. “Maybe I’ll come, too.” [written for this prompt game] [find me on ao3 as imogenbynight 💚]

[al-mayriti]

idk if it's because my mum worked in a tv magazine or what but all the media wars and backstabbing and stuff happening behind the cameras is so so interesting to me

[bear-cubs-art-things]

CHAT WERE ORDERING THE PLUSHIES TODAY

[hiraethwrote]

I miss writing 🥲