#that is my favorite colors

[zytes]

this manatee looks like it’s in a skyrim loading screen

[royaltea000]

“A thousand generations serve to praise…”

[flodaya]

#katniss is a victim of the sassy men apocalypse

[heartorbit]

[hankandmonty]

Happy dimension 20 day that last one was a doozy

[the-phantom-peach]

I love them so much I will shove my entire fist into my mouth ❤️

[ideksams]

i'm kind of wilding over twiyor right now 😭😳 (wip)

[technically-human]

Bf jacket

A commission for @mystic-marsh-arts that I loved working on! She always has the cutest ideas, and gave me so much freedom. I'm very happy she allowed me to include a bit of Charles here as well!

[starryechoesworld]

Whispers of Autumn

I remember the way the seasons would turn,

How autumn arrived with its soft, gentle burn.

The leaves would fall, golden and bright,

Like whispers of secrets that fade with the light.

It was months before the trees turned red,

I saw you then, but you turned your head.

I lingered, hoping for that fleeting glance,

And when you caught me, it felt like a chance.

Not just once, but again and again,

Our eyes would meet in that silent refrain.

People talked, their voices a soft rustle,

But we stayed quiet, lost in the subtle.

Outside the classroom, you’d be near,

Your presence behind me, always clear.

We never spoke, but your eyes said enough,

In that autumn air, we shared something tough.

Thirteen years since those moments we knew,

And still, your shadow lingers, so true.

Your gaze, your silence, it shaped my past,

A memory that echoes, meant to last.

You’ve built a life now, with love and a home,

And sometimes I wonder, when I’m alone—

Was our silence a blessing or a curse left behind?

A story untold, a love undefined?

If you had wanted, you would’ve made it clear,

But perhaps the quiet was all we could bear.

Maybe it was the silence that held us tight,

A love that was felt but never took flight.

As autumn returns, I feel the same weight,

The brush of the wind, the threads of our fate.

The leaves still fall, they don’t whisper your name,

But in the rustling, I hear echoes of the same.

Perhaps it’s the autumn, or the memory we keep,

That binds me to moments I still silently reap.

We were always the season that never quite came,

A fleeting love, lost in autumn’s soft frame.

[forgetfulmachineart]

[ID: A colored, simple, three panel comic of teen Gojo Satoru and Megumi Fushiguro. Panel one: Megumi sits on a stool, feet hanging barely half way down, as Gojo kneels in front of them bandaging their arm and holding their hand. Megumi has Gojo's sunglasses and is labeled "gojo put the sunglasses on them to keep Megumi's hair out of wounds." Gojo says "You got pretty close this time, Gumi! Want my help taming Nue next time?" Second panel: Megumi from the waist up, looking at her bandaged arm and saying "No. I'm alright Dad." A small cartoon Megumi realizes what they said and goes "wait..." Third panel: Gojo has a closed eyes smile and says "Okay, Gumi" but is labeled "Trying very very very very hard to play it cool." Multiple loud and ugly crying cartoon Gojo's reflect his real feelings in the background. /End ID]

They proceed to never talk about it again

[fauvester]

something something seeing things through different eyes

[time-woods]

drew them in some of my outfits ! !

(yes i do dress like either of these i cannot decide on one aesthetic so i must have them all))

[yudol-skorbi]

gooooooooorls

[sailermoon]

The Handmaiden (2016) dir. Park Chan-wook / Revolutionary Girl Utena (1997) ep. 38 "End of the World"

Inspiration

[penelopesbridgerton]

Could the carriage driver not keep on driving?

BRIDGERTON | "OLD FRIENDS" (3.04)

[pipskippy]

characters i have drawn just soooo many times i love you forever thena!!!!!!