#the image was very strong in my head

[clutchofmuses]

💭 ( for Abby )

Abby watches him from across the deck of the ship, where he laughs with the bosun - an older, grizzled looking man with a jagged and ropey scar along his right cheek. Maron’s eyes crinkle with mirth, the flash of his sharp teeth, all signs of his genuine amusement. The bosun leaves and Abby continued to watch him, his features relaxing and for a moment, she wonders, Does he know how sad he is in the inbetween? Is that where it hides? In the space between heartbeats?

She crosses to him, only stumbling a little with the roll of the ship and he smiles at her when he catches her gaze. Abby says nothing, but wraps her arms around his waist, tucking beneath his arm and resting her head against him.

I’ve got you.

[panthermouthh]

Where Johnny goes, the Devil follows; where Johnny goes, the Devil is already there.

Based on "A cornstalk fiddle" by the incredible @notbecauseofvictories

Finally finished this comic after months of zero progress. I adore this story and think about it often, and am so happy to finally be able to share this fan work with you. I hope you all enjoy!

[gingermintpepper]

There are many things people expect from one called 'God of Blood'. Always, the first thought is the blood of war, the blood of violence, the blood of the weak shed for the goals of the strong. Ares doesn't think of the blood of battle at all. When he thinks of blood, he envisions the many tied knots of blood bonds and bonds forged in the blood of battle. Blood sons and blood daughters, blood brothers and battle sisters, blood oaths and blood vengeance - he watches over them all and keeps close each one of these bonds.

One cannot begrudge his displeasure then when he realises he cannot tell Leto's offspring apart just by looking at them.

It was easier when it was just Artemis. Dark hair curled about her shoulders, a fierce mien whenever Father summons her to the mountain, a scattering of bones and blood shed whenever she was disturbed; the eldest child of Leto was a wild thing, sharp toothed with sharper claws always at the ready. There's whispers of her being a twin, of her other half being made to crawl on their belly as penance for their sin of god-slaying but Ares pays it little mind. What twins look alike among their number? Even dog litters are born distinct with all their unique markings inlaid in their fur. Artemis' twin too would be much more than their sister's mirror image.

Pouring over his list now, he wishes anything about Phoebus Apollo was that simple.

Mirror image did not begin to describe it. The twins were the same height, the same build, had the same colour and texture hair, ate the same raw food and drank the same amount of nectar. There was no difference in how they dressed, no difference in the company they kept, no variance in the weapons they used. There are some days Ares still cannot believe Phoebus will grow into a man and not some nymph with the way his ears have that slender point. He watches them now, sitting together beneath a shady palm and stringing their bows in an uncanny unison and curses because he still cannot tell them apart. What use is his skill in knowing blood when they both have the same damn blood running through their veins? What bond is there to sense when they are tied so tightly together, Ares can scarcely tell brother from sister?

He sighs. Unadorned and completely alone, the only way to know who is who is to speak to them. He'll have to find more ways to tell them apart from a distance. Surely they cannot stay this similar all the rest of their immortal lives.

[seventh-district]

“Why’s he call you Darlin’?”

on my knees begging my brain to stop trying to associate this song with Sam

[sysig]

Hi there! As a requestober request could you please draw something cute with Mob? I'm planning on rewatching Mob Psycho 100 and it would be great to see fanart of him in your style! :D

Day 17 - She loves me, she loves me not...

[a-s-levynn]

"And we go beyond the farthest reaches / Where the light bends and wraps beneath us" A Series of Small Offerings - III/10 - day30

[unriding]

Moze was known for being sneaky and basically invisible, since barely anyone sees him while he sees everyone and everything. It might be creepy to think about, but this didn't intimidate you at all. Rather the opposite - this was one of the reasons why you became interested in him.

But your beloved would've never guessed that you can be the sneaky type too. At first, you sneaked into his heart slowly and carefully - and now you are sneaking sweet little messages on sticky notes everywhere he could see them.

Be it in his lunchbox, in his trouser pockets, on his daggers,.. everywhere he would find a sweet message like “Remember that you are so, so loved by me, Moze! ❤️” which he certainly wasn't used to seeing, but he didn't mind it in one bit.

He actually adores it and they became one of his favorite parts of the day - besides the part where he would see you.

So don't be surprised when you find a sticky note with the message “I love you, Evie.” one day too, and of course - he would've sneaked it into your lunchbox, too while watching your reaction in the shadows, slightly smiling to himself.

~ 💐 (18th door of the advent calendar)

[kirumiri]

some kazuki appreciation + my hc for his body type

STRONG

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

the toxic masculine urge to be perfect and strong with no weaknesses

[chiropteracupola]

...and lead away with your neighbor...

[ongoing collaboration with @dxppercxdxver again]

[4giorno]

PLEEEEASE why are there no gifs of this shot, the way he says this is so funny and cute

[lanternlightss]

Sorry this is kinda random but I remember that a while ago you had some songs with the voices being how you imagine NB sounding? I was wondering what those were because I kinda had my own idea and I wanted to see it they were similar ;-; 🐝

ohoho !!!!!!!! i have quite a few :3

first: in blue by declan mckenna is Very Very close to how i imagine nb!!!!

a close second is ultimately by khai dreams.

then there’s fourth of july by sufjan stevens, ship in a bottle by steffan argus, fish in a birdcage by fish in a birdcage, and possibllyy maybe by half-alive!

(though i’m not toooo sure about that last one) (also it’s a little funny i hc his voice to be songs i wanna make animatics to XD)

[eats-the-stars]

also if you have relatives/friends who will not in a million years admit that they are racist/homophobic/etc. since they know this is a bad thing they shouldn't endorse or be, then calling them out directly often leads to denial and deflection and getting really defensive and not backing down.

But if you just say 'hey, it was kind of rude to say X' or 'i think you were making H uncomfortable by bringing up X/making X joke' then they're more likely to listen w/out immediately going to level 10 defensive mode.

Also, ppl who will staunchly deny being a racist/fatphobe/homophobe/etc. will be more likely to agree to simply being 'a bit of an asshole last night.'

The goal is not to get the person to make a complete 180. It's to get them to be a little bit less of an asshole next time. And then rinse and repeat until someday they're, like, barely an asshole at all.

GRADE SCHOOL SJWS stop using social justice language to explain shit to your conservative parents IT’S NOT GONNA GO THROUGH now all they have are some new words to make fun of. don’t tell your mom she’s being fatphobic tell her she’s being a dick

[je-doute-donc-je-suis]

Last night i spent like, almost two hours only watching videos of dogs eating raw food.

I've always craved raw meat and those raw dog diet where it's like, livers kelp powder a chicken leg quail eggs minced meat and a cracked egg on top. Always wanted to try steak tartar because it's the only way i know for this body to get raw meat. Now i desperately need to be able to eat bones too. Duck and chicken necks, and chicken and deer ribs look and sound so so so good. Same with dried cow and deer ears

Just an entire hour and a half of watching dogs crunch on and slurp up raw meat and bones while i salivated like crazy and kept gulping down air

Then when i was done and settled for bed. My anxiety was suddenly very high. Any noise or creak made me freeze, and sudden paranoia made me convinced that it meant someone broke in without making any noise at the front door, which is impossible, and kept making me turn around to look, and made me convinced that I'd turn around to see an intruder in the dark staring at me before hurting me. The feeling of eyes prickling on my back

Obviously i know that was bullshit. But the fear and paranoia was still here, and i didn't understand why. Until it clicked

My predator shift (still don't know if domestic dog, african painted dog, or fox) switched to my wild rabbit/hare type, and the natural prey anxiety + all the meat eating by predators made me go fight or flight-fearing for my life mode

That really didn't feel good

[skaruresonic]

doesn't look like much rn, but I decided to play around a little bit with what the GUI might look like for the ARK VN. Usually I start developing a visual novel by pinning down an aesthetic and refining it as I go. SA2 has very strong aesthetics that I'd like to copy.

I'm kind of thinking the art style will copy Karasuno's lineless art as well. Will have to see how the two play together.

I'm also interested in replicating the Chao stats screen for Shadow's stats screen.

[sysig]

Wake up somewhere better, maybe (Patreon)