#um idk what else to tag

[ozzywozzyy]

etho!

[beaniestrawb]

about a month ago I promised free art requests and a month later, I haven't gotten any of the requests I got done and I feel so bad about that

I know that I said it would take a while but I thought that would be a week or two, not a full month, but life and artist block (ironically enough) got in the way and I just couldn't finish them it's not like I ran away with any money but I still feel like I wasted people's time

I want to especially apologize to @milkgodprofitable and @ophanimlover

I will finish your twos' requests and then I will put the requests on hold until I know I can finish up any requests

until then, I feel like I should share the wip sketches (if either of you two don't want that just let me know and I can remove them)

[literaphobe]

marinette around chat noir (pre reveal) will NEVER be her being her ‘true self’ btw bc in her mind chat barely knows marinette and therefore she cannot talk to him about most things she told him as ladybug unless she recontextualizes it in a way that won’t compromise her identity,,,, the concept of ‘true self’ in the love square is so dumb bc no matter what side ur looking at both of them are keeping secrets, people just behave differently around different people in different situations

[tenderforgs]

years and years | lucas sinclair & erica sinclair | 4k words 

A study in the relationship between Lucas and Erica, told in snippets from the time Lucas sees Erica for the first time at the hospital, to when Erica watches Lucas leave town for college

you can read it here!

[thegeekybaker]

Three Little Words

Characters - John Price x OC

Summary - 5 times Person A wanted to tell Person B they love them + the 1 time they finally did. (Thank you for the prompt @love-me-a-good-prompt !)

Word Count - 1,411

Warnings - None, just some fluff!

A/N - Ok, so, this is my first post on Tumblr, and I’m not really sure how to do this? But here goes nothing.

Here’s a little story that I wrote with a not-very-fleshed-out OC + Captain John Price, and I was really proud of how it turned out! So I wanted to share :) (I haven’t written in an exTREMEly long time, so please take this with multiple grains of salt, thanks!)

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Eliza pretty well knew after the first 2 weeks they had known each other that she was falling hard for her neighbor, John Price. There was something about him that was so captivating, it threatened to pull her in entirely, and she knew if it did, she would never surface. 

The first time an “I love you” almost slipped out, they had been sharing some quiet time before work, first thing in the morning. She was sat at the table next to John, sipping her warm drink and just soaking in his presence, trying not to be too obvious as she stared at him, wanting to commit as much of him to her memory as possible. He was shipping out in a couple of days, being deployed to who knows where, and she realized with a sharp stab in her chest that she would miss their daily ritual, would miss him. Finishing their conversation with her drink, she stood to go back inside, when suddenly, John blurted out her name, seeming almost started that he had done so. He stood and haltingly asked if she would be his girlfriend, cutting her off to insist he understood if she didn’t want to start a relationship with him. Being with a career military man is a hard life. But, despite his trying to convince her otherwise, she assured him she wanted to. She couldn’t deny the pull between them, and she wanted to explore that with him. When she left for the hospital that day with a smile splitting her face, John was on the porch to see her off. Swallowing her “I love you,” she bid him a good day with a hug, and off she went.

The second time had been a few days later, when she saw him off on his deployment for the first time. He didn’t really know how long he would be gone, saying that “cleaning up loose ends never really had a time limit.” She had taken the day off, driving him to the base he so often frequented, and with a tight hug and shy kiss on the cheek, she waved him onto the plane, biting her cheek to keep the words slipping out of her mouth and the tears sliding down her face.

The third time was when he reappeared on the doorstep of the ER where she worked. Doing a double take, she thought she was imagining him at first, but when he smiled and his blue eyes crinkled around the edges, and with the faint scent of cigar smoke lingering in the air, she knew it was really him. She had run and jumped in his arms, delighted to see him after 3 months of radio silence. She kissed him hard on the mouth then, becoming very red in the face after she realized what she had done. John’s face was tinged pink too, though he smiled brilliantly through it all.

The fourth time was when they had his whole team over for dinner. Kyle “Gaz” Garrick lived in London, so he was over quite often, but Johnny “Soap” McTavish had traveled in from Scotland, and Simon “Ghost” Riley was visiting from…somewhere. Eliza enjoyed cooking large, family style meals, and so when the opportunity came about, she jumped on it as fast as she could. After the meal was over and everyone had had a few drinks, Kyle and Johnny were teasing Eliza about how much she and John “loOoOOoved each other!!” All she could do was bury her flaming face in her hands keep her eyes as far away from John as she could. She loved him with all of her being, it was true, but neither of them had said it yet, and when they did, she wanted it to be a private affair, just her and John.

The fifth time had actually been later that night, after the boys had left. John had stayed after they’d gone, helping her wash dishes and tidy her living space. He was standing at the sink with his back to her, washing and drying her dishes as she swept the kitchen and dining area. The image of the two of them married and living together in domestic bliss hit her so hard it threatened to choke her. She sucked in a deep breath, all of her being wanting to scream those three little words from the rooftop, but she clamped her hand over her mouth, trying to kill the words in her throat. They hadn’t been dating half a year, and three of those months were spent on their own, John’s job forcing him to stay incommunicado. After all, what she felt could very well be infatuation, not true love, and John, being a little over 10 years her senior, would surely have more an idea of actual love than she could.

How could she say it first? 

She quickly turned around when she noticed John had stopped his job to listen to the quiet commotion behind him. She had never been so happy to stub a toe in her life, as the pain in her foot easily excused the tears forming in her eyes.

When those heavy words finally did slip through the cracks in her resolve, it was like a weight was lifted from her shoulders - no, from her very soul. John was staying home for a few months, and he had taken up driving and picking up Eliza from work. She thanked him time and time again, as she loathed driving in London traffic to get to the smaller hospital outside the massive city. Smoothly pulling into a parking space, John leaned over to give her a chaste kiss on the forehead, which she returned by giving him a quick peck on the nose. Seeing him smile made her giggle, and, with that image in mind, she knew she could easily last her 12 hour shift. She jumped down out of the giant black SUV, and, turning to grab her almost forgotten drink, she said with a smile on her face, “Bye John, love you!”

She turned around and stopped in her tracks, her smile dropping, realizing what had just come out of her mouth. It came so natural and easy, just like everything did with John, the thought not shooting up any red flags as it had formed in her mind.

“Love you, too, darling.”

She could hear the smile in his voice. She spun around so quickly she stumbled into the car, staring at John like a deer in the headlights. He chuckled at the no doubt ridiculous look she had on her face, and she could feel the blush slowly crawling up her neck, settling in her cheeks. “You do?”, she asked in a choked whisper.

 John had the sense to look a tad worried now, the smile dropping slightly and a small crease forming between his brows. “Of course I do, love. I think I always have.” He reached out a hand toward her, silently asking for her own, which she gave willingly, even if it was a tad shaky. He placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles, his facial hair tickling her skin, and said quietly, “I’m glad to hear you love me, too.”

Eliza stood there in awe, struck dumb at the wonderful man before her. How could she have gotten so lucky? A smile spread on her face so wide it hurt, as she turned her hand in his to grasp it and pull herself back into the SUV. She held John’s face in her other hand as she kissed him deeply. Pulling back, smile still on her face, she said, “Well, I’m happy to know you feel the same too!” She jumped out of the vehicle again and started walking backwards towards the hospital, yelling all the way, “Because now that I know, I’m never going to stop saying it! I’m going to tell you that I love you so much you’ll get sick of it!”

John, with a smile just as wide and bordering on painful, yelled back, “I never could!”

Eliza laughed as she turned around to enter the building, and John could see her spin back to face him one last time as he leaned over and pulled the forgotten passenger door closed, already making plans to have dinner cooked for the two of them and a dozen roses in hand when he picked her up that night.

[bloodgutangelcake]

୨ Autistic affirmations ୧ (with some phys disabled ones) ♡ brushing my teeth, showering, and putting on deodorant is not a chore ♡ The sun isn't blinding ♡ Hitting myself is not a solution ♡ I love being a human ♡ Food is not a chore ♡ Touching something sticky will not cause a mental breakdown ♡ I love unexpected visitors ♡ Friendships are easy to maintain ♡ my needs are not a burden ♡ People treat me like the age I am ♡ I can tell when others are joking and then can tell when I am ♡ Fidget toys are not seen as childish ♡ I will always love my stim song ♡ My safe foods are healthy ♡ Large crowds aren't suffocating ♡ I can walk long distances without my legs burning ♡ My walking aids do not make any noise ♡ My plushies are not upset when I drop them ♡ I love showering on a daily basis ♡ It's so great when others touch my stuff ♡ I can progress speech quickly ♡ I know when it's my turn to talk ♡ I do not need to bite everything I see ♡ I love touching wet fabric ♡ I understand how my body works ♡ leftovers taste the same as regular food ♡ all fruits taste the same and don't change their taste ♡ I can show excitement when receiving gifts ♡ I enjoy phone calls ♡ Other people can read my handwriting ♡ I look and act my age ♡ I do not need to be squished ♡ Family meetups are fun ♡ I love people getting in my personal space ♡ Sudden loud noises don't scare me ♡ I can take criticism ♡ I like the feeling of hair touching my face ♡ People hugging me is okay ♡ Animals being animals are not sensory nightmares ♡ Food will not randomly become disgusting ♡ Eye contact is easy ♡ I do not believe everything I am told ♡ I understand and can express my feelings ♡ Wind is relaxing ♡ Teachers like me ♡ I will not rewatch the same show again ♡ Watching shows for children is okay ♡ People are interested in my hyperfixations ♡ I am seen as normal ♡ Floor time is normal and fixes all my problems ♡ my posture looks normal ♡ Nobody will ask me about my walking aids today ♡ It's ok when I change my pillowcase and bed sheets ♡ t-rex arms are normal ♡ I love when sand is on my body ♡ I know what counts as oversharing ♡ I know how to express empathy ♡ I am not like Sheldon cooper ♡ I love making new friends ♡ I notice when somebody likes me romanticly ♡ I have more than 1 friend ♡ Yelling at me doesn't make me cry ♡ Losing things is okay ♡ I do understand verbal instructions ♡ I do not like animals more than people ♡ my tone matches my feelings ♡ Chewing noises are not that bad ♡ Big spoons are cool ♡ Hand dryers aren't too loud ♡ I love public toilets ♡ I love the dentist ♡ my mental health does not rely on my special interests ♡ I can control the volume of my voice ♡ wet swimsuits don't stick to my skin ♡ I know how to smile

[weepingalaxy]

oh cassie we really in it now

[thekhaninglass]

The truth - as we have painstakingly established across the previous chapters - is this. There is no idea so grand that it may not be murdered one day in the slumber of its own complacence.

There is no tool which may not be repurposed, no meaning which will not turn to nonsense - given time.

Time is the cruellest and the kindest deity, for it mocks those who seek to triumph from it; for it suffers no power, humours no tyrant; it topples every great justice, dismembers reason, rots progress, forgets the stories we laid down at its feet.

@thesiltverses - Chapter 41

[meamiki]

my friend and i have this ongoing bit on stream where we are going to shave the king bald...... yeah........

((there are actually two ongoing bits with the king. but i do not think anyone wants me to illustrate the second one. including myself. perhaps i am a coward and that is okay. i will not be elaborating at this time. SAFSADASDAS))

[idlewarning]

if anyone's heard of the 90s computer game "petz", I'm doing an Artists for Palestine-adjacent program where if you show me proof of donation you can buy in-game creations from me.

So if you want something like one of these...

...or dozens of other things I've made as a virtual pet to play with on your computer, download one of the games and then shoot me a message to sort stuff out. Links to the free download, my portfolio, and the official forum thread (not necessary to post in, but may be of interest) will be in reblogs since I'm not sure if all of the links are clear for Tumblr searches.

if you're not interested, please still reblog! this is my only major creative outlet and I know it's niche but I've already had people donate for it so I know there's potential to make a difference.

[risingsunresistance]

who would win, god of the realm or one (1) hog 🐖

[starboundsingularities]

what if i told you i actually made more of these

[onethousxndvoices]

took a break from my main projects to do some visdev practice. have a line up for a layton fic that'll probably never see the light of day

[space-gutz]

oUUUGHHhh... can i have just ONE priceless gem? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 please im just a widdle international thief oughh please im so desperate for money,, i just need 1 trillion dollars please pl ease plEASE 👉👈

[catdog-boytoy]

i'm gonna sleep pretty well, i think :]

(check rbs - had to edit heavily cuz it got flagged lol even tho the only pics were of my wet fingers)