#they were such good ones augh

[asksirmasterconner]

smh i had some good asks waiting for me on this blog and now the man the myth the legend has returned to finally respond and it seems i must have thrown them out at some point :((

[rexscanonwife]

And who says scientists aren't passionate! 😉💖 here's a little comic based off an ACTUAL moment I shared with my irl partner @cherry-bomb-ships last night 😂

Taglist♡: @crushes-georg @changeling-selfship @me-myself-and-my-fos @sunstar-of-the-north @tiny-cloud-of-flowers @adoredbyalatus @dearly-beeloved @squips-ship @sunflawyer @miutonium

[corvicyak-art]

i love u megatron

a piece i made on my phone cause i wanted to challenge myself :]

[perenians]

oh merrill...

[sforzesco]

THE BROTHERS SFORZA

augh. there sure is a lot going on between them. tfw you know your older brother is wary of you so you have to navigate that fine line of proving you're useful, but not dangerously so. tfw your younger brother has the potential to be a knife in your back, but he's your brother. don't think too hard about what happened with the galeazzo. unfortunately, you're both visconti as well as sforza, and the visconti were prone to conspiracy. fucking RIP.

this definitely won't be upsetting years down the line when ascanio is near death and ludovico will be desperate to figure out how to bring his brother's body back to milan so ascanio can be interred in the same place as ludovico's recently deceased wife, beatrice d'este, and where ludovico himself has been haunting in a perpetual state of grief.

& the background of the first panel are public domain scans of two cards out of the visconti-sforza tarot deck.

Ascanio Maria Sforza: la parabola politica di un cardinale-principe del Rinascimento, Marco Pellegrini

[s-e-v-e-n-38]

So I've been rewatching/Reading wikis of later season 2 episodes for fic reasons, and I've noticed something

The Star Saber, and Dark Saber, are both shown to be able to cut through giant things. They can be blocked, definitely, but if it's not it's game over

So episode 21 "Alpha/Omega" (WILD episode name by the way), the one where Arcee and Smokescreen are searching for key #1. They both get hit by a Dark Saber blast. Smokescreen twice, the second sending him flying to the pyramids

How are they not dead

Like sure you could say they could control the power level of the energy or whatever, but Megatron?? He's not doing that he's been fully ready to kill both of them. They should be dead, if not injured. That would make the whole "Smokescreen is dead" Thing MUCH more believable instead of assuming that because he..Got flung into the pyramids? Arcee, you've all survived that. You didn't even see a body how could you know. THE PHASE SHIFTER WAS ONLY ACTIVATED TO NOT HIT THE RUINS. Not the Dark Saber blast

But if it caused that major injury and he got hit twice and then flung? Yeah that makes sense. And adds the dumbassary of "You explored a pyramid. Injured. To get a key" Which would in turn, add to his whole narrative (Intentional or not) Of young soldiers and war propaganda

Anyway, point being. Lemme fight the TFP writers

[surreal-duck]

i love transgenderism im so glad girls are real

[mohntilyet]

speaking of veilguard kind of going nowhere. i am so mad over there being no in depth epilogue. at least tell me what happens to the factions that are being led/guided by people rook influenced !!!!!! all these companions have obvious obligations outside of the veilguard, and they're all dedicated to the lives they lived before they joined this team, so of course they would go back. what effect did bellara deciding to keep the archive have on the elves? neve decides to protect dock town by any means necessary, so what does that mean for a blighted minrathous? everything to do with harding and the titans ????!!!! and solas just accepts being trapped because he's been 'outplayed' DO NOT MAKE ME LAUGH!!!! somebody has got to tell me what happens after the world gets 'saved' because the south in chaos, minrathous almost destroyed and the last of the elven gods being dead is like. crazy. and the companions just commenting things i already know is really not cutting it for me

[catgirl-vampireboy]

its fucking fine. its sooo fine im normal and sane and-

^ thinking about "i think it might be some of the best writing ive ever done" there is no "answer" but eleanor is the answer

[peacockrulz]

If you are still taking art requests, could you possibly do one of V x Thad? Its a ship I really like that isnt really that popular.

So what if you're a ghost of yourself?

You can haunt me.

[Requests are closed!]

[unknownarmageddon]

cross grunted as he heaved up a fallen shelf, shoving it the other way to reach the items beneath it. there wasn't much; just a few old candies and a spilt bottle of something sticky looking.

across the rundown convenience store, there was a faint crash as killer kicked in the door to the back rooms, a muted whoop whoop coming from him in muttered celebration.

cross peered over the empty shelves to squint at his companion as he disappeared into the storage rooms, that bat of his slung over his shoulder. humming shortly, cross ducked back down, poking about with the tip of his machete at the things on the floor.

he picked up a bag of old, old looking gummies, and shook the bag, before cramming it in his backpack and moving on. he flipped another shelf, and paused as a flash of bright red fluttered through the air.

for a moment, just a moment, he thought it was killer's soul, that maybe killer was coming back but--

a lush, but obviously fake rose sat a little crumpled on the floor. cross frowned at it, nudging the weirdly bright thing with the toe of his boot before crouching and picking it up.

it was in surprisingly good shape, the petals soft, somewhat faded with age, but mostly undamaged. the plastic stem was bent in the middle, crooked, and there was a broken piece that jutted out the side; probably where a leaf used to be.

cross twirled the thing between two fingers, spinning it contemplatively.

"yo, crossy! i found a box of fuckin' TWINKIES!"

he lifted his head, and an idea came to him. gingerly, wanting to preserve it, he slid the rose into his inner jacket pockets, and stood up, staring across the place; killer's cheerful grin and delighted expression beamed back at him, killer leaning out the doorway and holding up a box of pastries.

cross wove his way towards him, hyperaware of the slight feeling of the rose stem digging into his sternum through his shirt as he took the box, "nice."

killer grinned, winking, "we eatin' good tonight, pretty boy, huh?"

cross snorted and tucked the box under one of his arms, and took killer's hand, pulling him away from the door and tugging him over to the spot he'd cleared behind the check out counter.

"i call dibs on the shelf!!" killer blurted as soon as he saw the set up, and he slipped free of cross, vaulting over the counter to crawl into the shelf space under it, snickering to himself all the while, and cross shook his head, his chest warm with amusement and affection.

---

"man, i can't believe there was a hole thing of these fuckers sittin' untouched back there," killer said, his mouth full and fingers coated with the sugary sweet filling from the twinkies. he was gorging himself, already on his second one, and cross was chewing his own slowly, barely halfway through his.

"youre making a mess," cross muttered, and killer stuck his tongue out. cross winced at the glob of partially absorbed twinkie, making a face at the display and nudging killer with his arm, "dude, that's gross."

"i bet you'd still kiss me anyways."

cross didn't deign that with a response, simply sighing and grabbing at killer to clean his face. there was cream smeared over his teeth, and bizarrely, a dollop of it over his left eye. killer grinned smugly, making kissing noises and making cross scoff as cross tilted killer's head this way and that, using one of their extra strips of fabric to wipe off the mess.

he let go of killer afterwards, and tossed the now filthy rag aside, "be more careful."

killer pouted, knocking his skull into cross's shoulder, "awww, no kiss?"

"maybe if you stopped getting that stuff everywhere, i'd be more inclined."

"...so if i-"

"stop talking with your mouth full," cross grumbled, and killer snickered as he delved back into the rest of his twinkie, still leaning his head against cross's shoulder as they sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes.

killer finished off the rest of his own twinkie and sighed contently, "man.. what a fuckin' feast. second best thing i've ever eaten."

cross glanced at him, brow furrowed, "second?? what's the first?"

killer gave him one of those smiles, that slow, but amused, self-satisfied grins that he gave when he made a joke that he never gave a punchline for, or when he dropped some stupid one liner.

there was a glint, metaphorically, in his eyes that told cross everything he needed to know about this particular joke, and he felt his cheeks warm as he groaned and pushed at killer, "dude, come on."

killer cackled, clinging to his arm and pulling him back to nuzzle at cross's cheek with his own, "c'mon crossyyyy, it's true!!"

cross averted his eyes, refusing to look at killer's stupid smug expression, "shut up already, that was terrible and you know it."

"i didn't even say anything!"

"you didn't need to."

killer gave another burst of giggles, swatting at cross's arm as he rocked back the other way, his head bumping lightly against the wall as he laughed.

"you're so grumpy all the time, man!" killer eventually came back to say, poking at cross's arm with a shit-eating grin. "lighten up, ya big overgrown pup."

"don't call me that."

"you like it!"

"what even gave you that idea to begin with???"

killer just gave another smirk, and cross sighed, and killer snickered, sitting back and pulling his hood up, the messy fur that was tangled with small sticks framing his face as he gave a dramatic pout and sigh, crossing his arms and giving a childish, "bleeehhh im cross and im the grumpiest bitch ever!"

cross rolled his eyes, reaching to grab at his own coat as he snorted, and said, "i don't sound like that."

killer's voice rose in pitch until he sounded obnoxiously feminine, "riiff rafff, street rat, killer looks so hot with his bat."

cross shook his head, but there was a growing smile on his face as killer kept talking in that ridiculous voice, "i don't sound like that either, you goof."

he pulled at his coat, dragging it over and flipping it open, pulling at the inside. killer puffed his chest out, and dropped his voice a deep as he could, which wasn't very, but it was closer to cross's actual voice tone, and killer grunted out, "grrr grrr im a big huffy guy with a-"

cross pulled out the rose from the inside of his jacket, and tossed his coat back to his backpack, and pulled killer closer by the collar of his jacket, his grin still wide and expression lighter than it was a few minutes ago. he stuck the rose into the mess of fur of killer's hood, where it stuck, and sat pretty against killer's surprised expression.

cross sat back and crossed his arms, raising a brow as he mimicked killer's voice to the best of his ability, though it was somewhat quieter than killer's loud, unabashed impersonations, "a big huffy guy with a rose for his stupid, idiot of a-" lover. "friend."

killer blinked, stunned, and cross felt a swell of triumph in his chest at throwing killer off his game.

slowly, as if it would vanish or fall, killer reached up to poke at the rose cross had put in killer's hood, his mouth parted in growing awe.

"...you mother fucker," killer breathed, and snatched cross by the front of his shirt, dragging him close for a kiss. the rose slipped out, knocked free by the sudden movement, but it fell unharmed into killer's lap, where cross picked it up and put it right back, cupping killer's cheek in the same move.

-p :]

a little aimless in this one but still!!!! killer with a flower on his head, but it's stuck to his hood, and also cross put it there and also they kiss

AUGHHH?????? AUGH AUGH AFUGJF

[sunnfish]

[ID: A digital illustration of Monkey King/Sun Wukong from Lego Monkie Kid. He sits crouched, balancing on his staff, with a confident smile on his face. His phoenix feather cap and red cape flare out behind him, and his tail curls beneath him. The background is a light blue with a slight cloud motif and a big yellow sunburst shape centered around his head. The artist’s signature “sunnfish 2023” is written on the flap of his cape. /End ID]

Woe, lego monkie kid be upon ye

Alternate versions under the cut ^_^

[ID: Two versions of the same image as above; in each, the color main color layer is turned to a different blending mode, changing the colors and allowing the background colors to bleed through. The first changes it to brighter colors, while the second changes it to darker colors. /End ID]

[skunkes]

[catgirlkirigiri]

Yaay new fursona design + finally a nice looking ref sheet for them :D Had a lot of fun reworking the colors and making their markings read a bit better for a clouded leopard :3

[every-sanji]

[theblacktiecacti]

i finished prime defenders today. i get it now. my god. i need to ascend or something.