#this was mostly practice so uh

[micromime]

hmmmm,, something happened here....

[hinamie]

for @cherryys who (rightfully!) hcs lategame megumi as having a bunch of scars befitting his status as resident punching bag

[mochiiniko]

day 4: old cocole art dump because its about time i posted these 💀

essay in the tags youve been warned lmao

[kickbutts-singsongs]

Okay but why did they never have any holiday themed POI episodes?

More specifically, how come they never had a Halloween episode and played “Somebody’s Watching Me” by Rockwell in the background?

[outlying-hyppocrate]

i have officially returned. ask me anything.

[orcelito]

FANTASTIC NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i finished & posted the ITNL 14 re-edits, WHICH MEANS!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm officially done with my re-edits project!!!!!!!!!! :D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ive been thinking a lot today about my plans for ITNL 15, AND i have tomorrow off, so if all goes well i'll be able to start writing again. TOMORROW !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and if the chapter grips me like i expect it will then... hehehehehe

could be an update in as little as a few days, depending. i'll keep u guys updated

[cielenruine]

gladiolus :   describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget

It was as though the world ceased to be... Sreng raids were not uncommon. They had been occurring since before he could speak. It was nothing new to him. He had seen the city name. His stomach wanted to sink but no, there was no need. The cities were fortified, even if a raid had occurred, there was no worry. It was only as he made his way to his estate within it that it sunk into him. He had already sent word that he would retaliate, he had informed Lambert of that despite not wanting to give into the feeling in his gut. He saw the bodies and spared no moment before he ordered his knights to cross the Ruska into Sreng. There were many moments of that day that remain stuck in his mind. Of course the face of his wife...the desperate attempt that all knew would fail yet they'd attempt anyways just on the off chance... But what had truly stuck out to him was the moment Lambert had fought him off in an attempt to protect one of the Srengi soldiers. He remembered vividly just how desperate Lambert was to keep him down and he remembered just how futile that effort had been. Despite the orders and pleas from his king, the hands that struggled to bind his wrist, he recalls seeing his own maddened face reflected in the young man's eyes before he fired off the fire ball that would end his life. He didn't care about the punishment. Everything was too dull...but he wondered every time he looked back at that day if maybe he would have sparred that boy. Everytime he comes to the same conclusion. Even as his ideas change and he grows. His actions would have stayed the same. Blood for blood. They received what it was they asked for.

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

The HORROR of hearing your little five-year-old voice singing awkwardly along to a pristine backing track because your dad was just dying to shove you in front of a mic and produce a song as soon as you could enunciate words semi-intelligibly.

[pallases]

[hyperfixationtimego]

"Honestly, sweetheart? I'm just too damn tired."

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Commission Info

[crescentfool]

hello everyone! now that team picking is out i wanted to say that i am participating in artfight for the first time this year on team werewolves! (its the color blue. i love the color blue.)

you can find my profile here! https://artfight.net/~crescentfool

[zoranzeal]

@gloryseized: << Here, let me help. >> handsigned by Link ((it's a random ask, so feel free to ignore, if you like. Also hello!))

Incredible, how the same sun could feel so different depending on where you stood. In the Hebra Mountains, even coiled from head to foot in thick woolen wrappings of white and blue and hood pulled over, even in an alcove out of the wind and snow, even with a friend at his side, all warmth became impotent with the final throes of elixir fading from Sidon's blood.

"No, I'm alright! We've prepared for this!" The smile he gave Link was meant to assure him, but even this felt stiff from frost; he'd already made himself a liar. His fingers numb, he fumbled to no avail with the tiny bottle of pulpy red solution tied to his belt—a special concoction. Waited too long to drink it, no doubt—and after Link had gone to so much trouble to make such a thing work for him. How thoughtless that he should waste it to such simple ineptitude. Thoughtless.

"I'm..."

Odd. He'd never noticed how heavy his own body was. Quite tiring, keeping it upright.

He let his hand fall limp to his side as he tipped weightily back against the cliffside wall and slowly sunk against it. It was the most he could do not to seem too pathetic. "Oh, I'm... not well—"

[mios-axe]

i love setting goals for myself im so good at reaching goals

[cherrysnax]

not to SYS! on main but like comics Miguel reads just like Robyn and older leo to me it’s soooo weird

[chisatowo]

I think itd be funny if Tate and Lisa couldn't actually communicate telepathically or could only in a limited capacity, just them rehearsing a bunch of call and return lines during their free time and then they're forced to actually have a social interaction that lasts longer than a couple minutes and you can taste the violence in the air as one of them says smth the other wasn't expecting or that they don't know how to finish

[patches-of-thistle]

im so shit at comprehending my thoughts so ill try my best to explain this but:

i think the main thing i started to pick up on recently, sometime during my main blog’s lifespan but before this one was made, i learned that “annoying is good”

viewing it as bad, something that needs to be treated, or silenced is a really unhealthy and toxic mindset. atleast adjusting your perspective of it to make it bearable is enough that needs to be done, but i dont think it should require any amount of intervention. at all

i dont think i wouldve been active in a lot of places if i wasnt “annoyed”; not on disc, not on tumblr…. like, i dont mean it in a way with any negativity - it would be best to redefine “annoying” in this post as “a result which stems from you having fun/doing anything that reaches other people” - but i do genuinely mean that, if i hadnt stumbled into people who bumped into me and the other blogs they had because of avid sharing of interests/sharing of work/etc then i mightve been stayed a really quiet blog that felt like i needed to be selective and loyal to my interests

i probably wouldntve ended up making this blog either and been as confident to vent out some of my personal issues as i have not too long ago (even though they were quite harsh and i still look back on some of it with a bit of guilt) if i hadnt come to this conclusion at all so…. yeah

“annoying” is good imo. so long as youre having fun with it, whatever it is, you deserve to be “annoying” - and the negative stigma that comes with being that comes from people who dont even matter to you anyway…. so like. sparkle on ig?? lmfao