#this is tame really

[dearambellinna]

Inspired by @kipperlillycopperkettle, thought hey that sounds fun!

Rules: shuffle your song playlist and create a poll from the first 5 songs.

Tagging: @monsata @bardace @deathianartworks @witchkittymeow @hotgirlnosebleeds @goodapollo @shitsncraps and anyone else who wants to I guess lol

[puppppppppy]

learned something about myself lately

[mellific]

FASCINATE, a new minicomic that i will have at SF ZINE FEST this sunday (9/3)! come to table 38 and pick it up along with uhh slkfjsd books that will hopefully have arrived at my house before friday! i guess!!

[kinerxy]

Honrses

[itseghost]

collection of some molly sketches :] im obsessed with drawing him smiling hugely looking mischievous

[6blackfilin9]

more Shifu

[kyouka-supremacy]

Was talking to my sister about how sskk subvert conventional representations of sun/moon relationships with Atsushi being the moon (Beast Beneath the Moonlight, protective, blue) and Akutagawa being the sun (powerful, destructive, red). And that's when she said “of course, that ties with how the moon shines brighter because of the sun behind it, and Atsushi is the most powerful thanks to the aid of Rashomon Akutagawa provides”. And I think it's something worth writing down.

[meidailies]

so how about that broken karaoke

[unfreeeee]

确かめよう/期待外れ最高潮だった/あの夜から

BGM：乙女解剖

For ao3 work Tame Your Twist

The complete image will be posted later if possible

[xxplastic-cubexx]

How would you redesign Headmaster Magneto? Just out pf curiousity because while he served it didn’t feel like… Erik.

i have to keep it 100 i have no idea without just. rerunning his original design but with a palette swap LOL but we try around here

[spooky-activity]

Finally warping outta there

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[hearthfire-heartfire]

no one on the english-speaking side of this site gives a fuck about japanese people except as paper dolls in their fantasies. y’all don’t notice or care when we’re targets of violence in america STILL and you don’t notice when our history on this continent is being erased because you can’t fucking recognize it in the first place! even as we relive it.

i’m tired of the gentrification. i’m tired of vandalism, arson, and censorship. i’m tired of arguing about the atrocity of the a-bombs and the incarceration and model minority shit. i’m tired of people using my heritage as an escape, both in imagination and in physical reality. i’m tired of people’s fake familiarity that leads them to correct my grandmother’s accent coming out of my mouth.

if you don’t show up for nikkei where you live, if you don’t even know how, you don’t belong anywhere near japanese culture.

[shroomerr]

**minor spoilers for @mantequillamcwhoremick's fic, Chaos Plan, chapter 16!!

“And tell me if somehow Some of it remained How long would you wait for me?”

Wanted to draw my favorite scene from this fic <3333

[ju-liczka]

Long haired Morgott in my heart~

Tarnished making use of those fingers to make the prettiest braids for their beloved king UwU

[twilightakiishi]

takiishi chika is not a simple man.

he’s hard to figure out. you can’t read him, hardly anybody can, and it makes it difficult to find things you share interest in. the first one is obvious— each other. otherwise, you wouldn’t be sitting across from him every morning, sharing his space. especially not over coffee.

every morning, without fail, a piping hot cup of black coffee will bring him from an impending threat to society, to whatever one peg lower than that is.

you don’t speak much in the morning, but he allows— or maybe enjoys— you to sit across from him with your coffee and breakfast. it’s peaceful, and quiet, if you’re comfortable being stared at. 

he watches curiously as you dip a thumbprint cookie into your cup and take a bite, washing it down afterwards. when you pull the mug back down, your eyes meet his inquisitive ones. tilting your head at him, you glance down to the other half of your cookie, placing it on a napkin and sliding it over to him with a soft smile. he stares at it, hesitating, before he mimics you. 

he blinks as he chews, and glances at you a few times, not used to being the one stared at. you avert your gaze so he feels like he has some room to breathe, and when you glance back up at him, he’s licking his lips. his expression doesn’t change, but you’re quite certain you know him well enough to gather that he liked it. 

your assumption is confirmed the next time you drag him along with you to the grocery store, when he disappears for five minutes only to return with a box of the cookies in his hand. and when you ask him a few weeks later what he wants from the grocery store, they’re the first item on his list. they run out so much faster when he’s grabbing one alongside you every morning, but you don’t mind.

not when suddenly, the two of you have another thing in common.

[dinojay-art]

some small ish mlp doodles i did