#these fics live in my head rent free

[anxiouscr0w]

A quick messy Cryptid Sightings sketch for @naffeclipse ! Forgive me, it's my first time properly drawing a human (or drawing at all in almost 2 years-) lol.

I'm rereading this fic only a month after i finished it because oml I love it. It makes me laugh in chapter 3 when in the past 2 seperate devices have set off for "dude theres literally a demonic cryptid right next to you" and we're told by the poltergeist "girl that is a creature of the night tf" and instead of becoming remotely suspicious we become a Skyrim NPC 'must have been my imagination'.

I can just imagine our cryptid skrunklies nervously sweating but also laughing at how oblivious their little hunter is!

In all seriousness I absolutely love Naff's fics, they're all so good and unique! Their version of the DCA live in my head rent free and I have never been geniuenly unsettled by a book the way Crush Depth made me feel arghhh so good! I'd love to make physical copies of them all :D

I recommend checking them out and their amazing work!!!

[allthepandasintheworld]

i dont think they're supposed to be sitting down in the scene but there was no other way to get them to all fit in frame nicely, vander's too big :(

drawing inspired by a scene from Lords of Zaun by @juurensha on ao3!

bonus doodle:

[venomous-qwille]

Scene from Long Road Ahead by @bubbiethesaur (a little secret santa gift). If you haven't read it yet, you really should.

[mantimae]

Hm, me? Oh yeah, I’m totally normal about @zillychu ‘s firecore AU and def haven’t been thinking about it since it first crossed my dashboard! :)

[nonbinoclard]

a conversation on the coast (original fanfic + inspiration)

[charlie-artlie]

Bonnie in the real world 💖

[moshaeu]

it has been a long eight hundred years

from kyasuu’s where dreams are laid to rest

[gotta-winwin]

(🍓) ... mingyu x reader

"Ah l’amour / Ou est ce que ça commence /Ou est ce que ça s’arrête" 🎶 compromise by role model

mingyu loved you as easy as breathing. >1k words a/n: special shoutout to @diamonddaze01 for beta reading and sorry in advance for the heartache this fic is

Mingyu knew you saw yourself as a whirlwind for disaster, yet he loved you anyway. 

As easy as breathing, he used to tell you, whenever life had thrashed you upside down and you would land on his doorstep. 

Mingyu loved you as easily as breathing. 

But I’m a terrible person, you’d argue against him. I blow up anything good around me. 

I’m still here, he’d counter, brushing away the silent tears that had flowed down your face. His giant hands molded against you like clay, gentle touches that could only belong to an artist loving his art. 

His legs would hook into yours in bed, a personal furnace for the nights your unkempt brain refused to sleep, drowning you as you sunk deeper and deeper into the mattress. Mingyu was your buoy through the rough waters of life.

He reassured you each time you voiced out your fear of one day losing him to the storm. I can weather any storm, my love. Your hurricanes cannot hurt me. And they will not scare me away.

Mingyu was always telling you he loved you like a song. 

Repeatable, harmonic and comfortable. You’re like my favourite song, he’d whisper against your chest, as he sank lower and lower, trailing kisses that stood for feelings the English language had yet to put into words. I’d do anything to start and end the day with you. 

He was the rare person who knew you like the back of his hand, knew every divot and crevice of your body, your heart, your soul. The love that thrived between the two of you was one carefully crafted by cherished hands, welded together by gentle words and everlasting understanding. 

Understanding. Mingyu had always preferred to use that word rather than forgiveness. 

I don’t need to forgive you, Mingyu had told you once, after a particularly horrible fight where you had said horrible things, the aftermath of an invisible weight that had finally cracked your back. I don’t need to forgive you because I understand. There is nothing to forgive. 

Mingyu loved you selflessly and unconditionally. 

“Don’t ever compromise.” He used to say, bandaging your invisible wounds with tender kisses. “Don’t ever compromise because you deserve it all. After all the tears you’ve cried, don’t you compromise.��� 

His strong and unwavering arms held your messy pieces together like Atlas held up the sky. 

Mingyu loved you loudly, unapologetically and full of raw passion. 

I’d do anything for you, he used to say, and despite the cliche you knew he meant every word of it. Mingyu would pick you up during rainy days, walk you home despite being afraid of the dark himself, kill the bugs in your apartment while screaming the whole time. He used to coin it as ‘loving you back together,’ as if his affection could somehow fix everything that was wrong with you and put together what others had broken before him. 

Mingyu devoted himself to fixing something he did not break. And he did it incredibly well.

Mingyu kissed you like singing, putting everything he’s ever wanted you to know into each contact his lips made with your skin. 

I love you. Let yourself live. Be free. You deserve that happy ending.  You deserve everything.  I love you. Be free. 

Mingyu made love with you like a prayer. Each touch, each move, each caress felt desperate, as if he was trying to pump life back inside of you, to revive you with each harsh breath he took as his tongue drew circles against your core. 

I love you. Be free. A miserable cycle. 

You deserve that happy ending. You won’t find it with me.

Mingyu had always told you he’d do anything for you. Including letting you go. 

The last time Mingyu kissed you, he kissed you with a twinge of nostalgia, as if he had already begun to miss you. His strong arms molded into the indents of your body he once called home, pulling himself into some semblance of a man to love you for the last time. 

In all honesty, Mingyu had loved you as a desperate attempt to love himself. 

Don’t you compromise, he had told you, unwittingly throwing himself into the mix as well. Mingyu knew he wasn’t it for you, at the end of the day. Two broken people could only rely on each other for so long. 

You deserve a happy ever after, don't ya? Even if it's not the same as mine Don't you compromise

[justaz]

merlin told arthur his favorite color was the color of the sky during sunset when it shifted into a deep violet. arthur gets a tunic made in that exact shade. its the best thing merlin owns. arthur was hoping that would mean he’d wear it almost everyday but merlin almost never wears it. the only time he does wear it is when royals come to visit (which isn’t all that often). arthur “subtly” asks about it and merlin is like “it’s the best thing i own. i’m not gonna dirty it mucking out the stables or serving rowdy knights wine while they splatter food on it” and arthur is like “why not wear it when nobles come to visit? look at least a little presentable for them” (cough nice save). merlin doesn’t see the point in it bc nobles don’t care about him at best, view him as less than human at worst.

arthur really just wants to see his boyfriend servant in the tunic he had made for him (bonus points for sending a message that merlin is his. not that merlin seems to notice. man is too much of an idiot). merlin wants to preserve his favorite tunic and gift from his boyfriend king.

[stinglesswasp]

Fanart of all that's said in the low light by headlocket

This fic will make you cry the most cathartic tears ever. Be sure to also check out the epilogue, in lieu of the bells 🥹🧡🧡

[futuristichedge]

Traditional doodling

[hiding-under-the-willow]

He's so horrible and scary and sad. And so obviously I love him and he's my favorite <3

@silverskye13 Your horrid little knight

[vilevenom]

I know it's a ridiculously rare pair, but I love Metadow

Y'know why?

Because of the angst and implication that Shadow can't move on from Sonic after he inevitably passes away and Shadow just has to keep on living

After Eggman is gone, and all of the robots disband/are decomissioned, I like to think that Shadow finds/repairs Metal and just...has him around. Metal sticks with Shadow, because where else is he going to go?

Inevitably, one day, Metal just slides a note to Shadow that just says "I'm not him", and Shadow has to go on a long walk

[foopsie-daisy]

Im so ill about them you dont understand. You know im obsessed with a duo when i pull out the crane wives lyrics

[videogamelover99]

Bill Cipher angst at 2AM??? Also plz read Flat Dreams

[maaxverstappen]

help me hold onto you | T | 9/13

f1driver!max and streamer!charles

The man—Charles, Max assumes—sounds French. He loves that. He should be used to a French accent, he was forced to converse with Pierre often enough, but it sounds different coming from Charles. More melodic. Almost similar to someone he used to know once. “And that made me think,” Charles says, voice bellowing from Max’s speakers. “That it was stupid that we didn't have carrots before. Like, come on, it's a farming game.” Max has no fucking idea what the hell he is on about.

or: Max is lonely and finds Charles streaming on Twitch.

based on this prompt sent to @f1prompts