#the expressions are so yummy

[cursedseabunny]

GIGGLING- WURT BABY NOOOO-

Webber and Wendy taught her to draw trust

I like to think Wx is shocked but approves lmao-

mime suffering

yep, it’s a bug’s life again. Poor Wes.

[worldcleansingdragon]

Has anybody ever talked about how Welt is immediately the first one to jump in defense of dan heng when we ask him about the express crew?

Dan Heng was, in fact, the driest and coldest mfer you could find, I'm not going to deny that (hell, when I first started playing the game I didn't care about him in the slightest because of that). But Welt, the moment we just ask him about Dan Heng, immediately jumps onto saying that he isn't like that at all! That Dan Heng may appear cold and distant on the outside, but he's a child with a kind heart and he cares! He's just like that due to everything he's been through!

(also the way that he compared dan heng to his younger self... welt please, no more honkai impacting it out. you're making me cry.)

Welt also mentions that Dan Heng "told him he doesn't know what he's running away from, all he knew is that he had to run away". You know what that means?

That Dan Heng did talk with Welt about what he went through before the Express. Definitely not his time in the Shackling Prison, but the things that he encountered after he got exiled from the Luofu. That only proves that Dan Heng really does value Welt, he wouldn't tell something like this to anyone, so Welt must've really gained his trust somehow.

And don't get me started on how Welt says that he and Himeko will never let Dan Heng get hurt! And if anybody tries, they'll suffer their wrath! They're his biological parents, your honor. First Vidyadhara recorded to have parents.

I could yap so much more about Dan Heng's and Welt's relationship... Dan Heng really sees him as an authority figure, someone he looks up to by everything he says about him.

"Mr. Yang, could you provide your insight on this?" My guy, Mr. Yang is almost your father. He will kill everyone in the universe and then himself if even a hair falls off of your head. He is fathering so hard he is mothering.

(Himeko too, btw. I need to explain my view on Himeko's and Dan Heng's relationship as well.)

[cyellolemon]

Red color

[cheesycatz]

(Spider CW)

Too Many Legs - a Wormton AU comic based on a scene from the fic I'm currently writing

Original text version of this scene below

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H-hi, Spamton!” Blue said, a bit louder than usual. They hoped that he wouldn't notice the nervousness in their voice. Then again, he never really reacted when they anxiously stuttered or minced sentences. Maybe his vocal glitch desensitized him to it.

“HEY Y[Bluebird]!” Spamton responded, just as loudly, though the volume was normal for him. He stopped a short distance away from the store's front door, tilting his head and looking up at Blue.

Before Blue could get a word in, he stumbled back a bit, tail quickly curling back up from the lax position it had taken.

“WH WHAT? R YOU [[aFr41D…]] 0f?!??” The lights of his glasses flickered.

“Am I that obvious?” Blue chuckled nervously. “I found a huge spider on one of the back shelves,” they explained, stepping back into their shop and beckoning Spamton in. “I should get rid of it—it's bad for business, y'know?”

“Oh,” Spamton mumbled. “[Where's my] IS IT??” He leaned forward, presumably to see if he could find the spider from his position just outside the store's doorway.

“Right over there,” Blue said, dramatically pointing towards where the middle shelf met the wall. They hoped it hadn't moved anywhere in the last five minutes; spiders were much scarier when you didn't know where they were.

Spamton surged forward with confidence, tail brushing back and forth across the carpet. He peered into the darkness between the shelves with not even a millisecond of hesitation. Man, Blue would pay good money for a fraction of that bravery towards all things creepy-crawly.

“SER1USLY?” he scoffed. Blue jumped as his hand lunged into the gap. They saw something move in the darkness as he dragged his arm back out.

“YOUR AFRIAD OF [[This]]!!?” Blue yelped as his hand came into view; he was holding the spider in his bare hand—mitten—whatever! A gross layer of cobwebs and fuzzy dust coated his sleeve. “I'vE S33N 1’S [2wice] AS BIG!” he gloated, eyeing the spider that was already bigger than his palm. Its legs curled uselessly towards its underside, twitching disgustingly as Spamton poked at its large abdomen.

“EAHAHA!! ITS IS’nT EVEN TRYING TO [Get a Bite to Eat at]!!” he added. Spamton held the spider uncomfortably close to his face, its two fangs flexing angrily as it failed to defend itself.

“I know they don't usually bite people,” Blue admitted, “but they're just so creepy! Where do I even start? The giant fangs—teeth shouldn't be able to move like that! They have no pupils, but it's like you can feel them staring at you with those glowing eyes. And, I hate how… uncomfortably hairy they are. Something with an outer shell like that should not be growing hair.” Describing it might make it worse, actually.

“The way they crawl all over the walls, the way they hide until it's too dark to see anything,” Blue rambled. “How they lure and trap live prey just to suck the life-force out of them—and, most obviously, the legs. Nothing in this world needs that many legs!” Let alone such freakishly long, skinny segmented legs… Okay, they absolutely made their point by now.

“8'$ N0T E^0U6H!1!” Spamton claimed, voice sounding more glitchy than usual. He picked at the spider's legs as though he was fidgeting with them, almost curling in on himself.

“Y0UV3 G0T

Y0u'VE gOT

You'v3 G0T F0RE 4ND YOUR ONLY US1NG 2!! [Who you gonna call] IF 1 GETS [Injured? Call now]???”

“So do you,” Blue pointed out, not sure if his smug tone was actually intentional. Spamton briefly looked down at his own body as though he somehow needed to double-check how many limbs he had.

“EAHAHAH AHA SUR3 DO!” he said, head violently jolting back upwards. His tail tip twitched back and forth rapidly. “BUT I;M NOT [[DENIED]] The [supereority complex] OF [Baker's dozen] LEGS!!”

“You always chose the weirdest hills to die on,” Blue simply replied, fondly. Normally, they would've humored his strange opinion, but the still alive spider caged between his fingers was just a little distracting. And, so was Spamton's concerning amount of shaking.

“SPEAKING OF [DYEING]!” he stated abruptly. Blue waited for the second half of his comment, but it never came. Instead, Spamton suddenly skittered back out the front door, still tightly gripping the spider. Blue trailed after him at a much slower pace, and stopped in the doorway. All they saw was the last half of his tail as it disappeared into the alley that he came from.

Was he… getting rid of the spider for them? That would be nice of him. Usually, Blue called Orange and made them deal with any computer bugs invading their space. They suddenly regretted shaking his hand that first day more than they already did.

“Um, thanks?” Blue said as Spamton reappeared without the spider a couple minutes later, looking much calmer. As he got closer, it seemed like he was… chewing something? The jaw of his mask occasionally clacked open and closed, accompanied by a quieter wet sound and… some sort of scraping?

“Uh…” Blue started.

“[Deep Cleaning] MY T33TH.” he said, unprompted.

“Aaaaalright then,” Blue responded. They knew they weren't getting any other context, and they weren't going to ask.

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This was one of my favorite scenes for the Wormton fic that I've come up with, and one I really wanted to share. We've got foreshadowing, dramatic irony, implied angst, and a surprise tool that will help us later

This is my first time turning part of rough draft into a fully written piece, and I think it turned out okay. Somehow Spamton'a dialogue was easier for me to write than Blue's; the bracket text and whatnot wasn't too hard to write with the guide (by Zarla) that I was referencing. As someone who will edit 8 month old posts just to fix one grammar mistake, it was so freeing to intentionally make spelling and grammatical errors for Spamton's dialogue. Hopefully I actually caught all the unintentional grammar mistakes for once...

Otherwise, I hope this scene was as enjoyable for everyone else as it was for me. I'm sure this will have no discernable impact on Wormton's life long self-loathing issues lol lmao haha lol

[jazzically]

i cannot tell u how many times ive watched this in the last 12 hours

[jitteryjive]

twinkles… mason was due for a redesign of his suit and i wanted to draw tulip my darling so they got a render!!! they’re here and fashionable and tulip is making up for mason’s camera-shyness X)

filterless version under the cut!

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price

Confessions of An Opium Eater (1962)

[dailyjermasparkle]

HOT HOT HOT HOT CHOCOLATE

I LOVE HOT CHOCOLATE SPARKLE ON!!!

[yoongisjuicebox]

HEYO got some new IG story pics but from Tara Yummy!!

I love love LOVE that they all hung out and THAT SHE DRESSED UP AS JUSTIN BIEBER

(I did 4 different crop edits for yall! P.S. I unfortunately don't know the blonde girls name :( she looks pretty and like she's fun to be around, though!)

[bonemeal12]

i wish there were more fruits to peel with a knife. Like- all the fruit I peel with a knife you can technically eat the skin off and that’s not fair. I’m so good at peeling round fruits so that their skin comes off in a long spiral. You should let me cut you some fruit. To prove that I care.

[thecrowthatdraws]

@styleweek day 1, Pining :) 

the song is Lonely Day by System of a Down btw

[satorisoup]

taggie limits fights me on m’ previous shoto post but… just know i will be lookin’ at dis for tha next year… >//<

[marystaceylala]

nick drake

[valiah-creates-stuff]

I think my artstyle decreased in quality, I used to draw better I think (believe it or not HAHSHA)

I’m about to return to my 2017 roots..

Practicing with someone else’s artstyle until I can truly figure my own, and improve.

[cosmoboba]

if I collect enough of these bitches like chaos emeralds. I will no longer become the person you once knew and love. I will no longer have the ability to obtain any kind of sanity whatsoever. I WILL find you....and I will emerge from your oven at precisely 500 degrees at 4 AM sharp you motherfuckers better see my bitchass coming to you at full speed and I will squish your cheeks and call you babygirl(gender neutral)

1st art from @carlosoliveiras-wife

2nd art from @hiskee

[jerksbitch]

dreamt about sam winchester last night . it went like this

him:

me: