#ur blessed by this too

[inkskinned]

having good & true friends will literally save and protect you in a million unfathomable ways. like okay we have written so many times about lovers. but the way a platonic friend laughs and cries with you. the way they hold your hand at 14 years old and at 34. the way they keep a little silver tie to you, touching base over and over and over. how you can go years without talking, only to re-meet and discover: oh shit! you're still cool!

there are people who have been in my life for more than half of it, and i have loved every version of them. do you know how fucking beautiful that is. yeah love will save the world. but the way friends love you is gonna save the you.

[honey-bisc]

WOOHOO COTL @bamsara STICKERS!!! the lads!!!! 😈🙏 thank you so much for this!! side note, I hope you're feeling better and have a quick recovery!! 😭

[lilybug-02]

I'm sorry but... really couldn't get over Asriel's sad snoot face

🥺🥺awwwww its sad snoot azzy ❤️❤️❤️ you draw him so well 😭

[kaiju-krew]

YOO!hey,I really really really really Love your art so much!,they are awesome,I'm a big fan of Godzilla too so I draw this for you and tell me what do you think,and can you let Godzilla react to it too!,I went to know what does he think!(• ▽ •;)(≧▽≦)

monarch shows him fanart on the bigscreen

[rkaln]

Kisame- LEE DIDNT GET THE JINCHURIKI BCSE HE’S TOO BUSY PLAYING WITH HIS FOOD

© @egregiousderp

[dizzybizz]

magma doods from the past few days bc its basically all i have been able to get done

uhm i dont think i ever posted these from a few months ago

a bonus bc im right:

[coolcarabiner]

lesbians who are terfs will never make any sense to me crying about the supposed exclusivity of the “female experience” like my brother in christ she experienced an othered, lonely, confusing childhood where she was made to feel inadequate in her gender, sexuality, or both just the same as you and instead of letting this unify you against patriarchy you just enforce it on other people to maintain the sliver of “power” you think you have. how do u not see how dumb this is oh my god

[sluckythewizard]

'I wont cry for you, I wont crucify the things you do. I wont cry for you, see, when you're gone, I'll still be BLOODY MARY'

[llondonfog]

fratricida

much love and gratitude to @cheshanoneko-draws for allowing me to bastardize interpretation of their wonderful post <3

Lilia fought.

He expected nothing less from the venerable fae, and he would have even felt an awe befitting of his young years once upon a time for the chance to test the limitless hunger of his magic against the General in his prime. He might have even lost— the weight of tactical experience versus raw power and all that.

But this was no simple training duel, and Malleus was no longer bound by the glass chains of cultivated restraint and noble intentions. Lilia— the fae whom he had once dared to conspire deep within the lonely chambers of his heart as one he might call father— had lied to him. Had betrayed him.

He had betrayed them all.

And with that squalling, raging hellfire of an inferno inside of his ruined heart burnt to the blackest of cinder dust, neither Lilia-the-General nor Lilia-the-Laughing-Lying-Pleading-Father ever stood a chance against the might of his overblot-fueled control.

It wasn’t revenge that he was after, no. It was complete and utter devastation. There was only one way to right this tragic wrong, and that was to destroy every trace of the source from the start. And so, blind and deaf to the fae’s horrified and broken pleas as Lilia, clever Lilia, became all too quickly keen on just what Malleus was searching for as he tore apart the memories in his mind with a savage desperation, scattering snatches of laughter and dappled sunshine and the warmth of tiny hands to the ether— he found them. 

For a moment, he nearly hesitated. For a moment, he could nearly see a faint outline of the boy, curled up in his palms in a slumber so familiar that it nearly beckoned Malleus to wake him. An outline of a boy adored by the sun and cherished by the moon, a beloved child of both day and night, blessed beyond his means and measure.

A sin, one that should have never existed.

Here in the middle of a maelstrom brought to bear by the consequences of all those who had ever come before him, he tasted it at last— a madness, of the same kind that consumed the brilliant, dark star of his mother. In his ears, he can hear her voice, high and cold and cruel in her breathless satisfaction to see the curse she had brought forth into this world enact the vengeance she had been robbed of without dignity.

“My son will become king of this land, and his light will shine down upon our peoples as our North star… As for the humans, they shall fear him, they shall fear his light as the harbinger of their doom.”

And with one simple crush of Malleus’ snarled claws, as the warping memories writhed and shrieked and spilled as viscous as lamb’s blood betwixt his fingers, Lilia Vanrouge forgot that he ever had another son.

[vosquez]

YOU DRAW JACK SO PRETTY GAHH I LVOE YOUR ART SM HAVE A BLESSED HANDSOME DAY

AAAA TYSM!!!!! HERES A LIL JACK FOR YOU!!!❤️❤️

[theloveinc]

OKAY hear me out but touya WITH a job getting ready at your cute vanity and pink room. struggling to put up his cargo pants/ slacks with the belt, while running over to get his coat off of the fuzzy pink chair in the corner. he's forced to fix his hair and check if his face looks the least presentable in your mirror filled with polaroids before he goes out and it's SO funny to watch him do that omg. i'm gonna die

(pt. i!)

WAHHH mismatched socks, the elastic of his calvin kleins (that u bought him) peeking out at his backside; he nearly trips over his work bag that's waiting for him on the floor and practically slides right into your full-length mirror--you're really rooting for him and even though he wouldnt say it, he'd try to strangle himself if he lost his job for being late just one too many times--because he's rushing to get out the door.

you can hear him from the kitchen where you're putting together lunches (not for him specifically, but because you already make something for yourself, you might as well...you're welcome, touya), AND YES IT'S SO HARD not to laugh when the door bursts open and he's looking like a little fool with his black and white hair actually combed down and smudges around his eyes from trying + failing to get your eyeliner off of him.

(also, did he use your hairspray that was sitting on your vanity? maybe. okay, yes. though it's no surprise he knows where everything you own is lmfao)

he stills refuses to let you put things in a lunch box, but no way in HELL he's not shoving the wrapped sandwich and bento full of fruit into his bag before !!! kissing you goodbye!!!

it's truly like a dream come true 'coz even though part of him feels like a DOG having to work for the man, making you happy is what MAKES HIM HAPPY and being able to fill your (and now! his) room with more cute and pink things is his new favorite hobby...

(and even though he blushes like hell doing it, the next lunch date he's picking you up from, he's paying the whole table's bill in CASH and not taking no for an answer. makes him feel the best he has in a while. even though he's still eating everyone's leftovers lmao.)

slay the house down HOUSTON I'M DECEASED!!!!

[mdverse]

collection of stuff i've drawn for the one and only @backslashdelta!! happy bday bells i love u <3

[crystalpallette]

I heard we had some BIRTHDAYS announced huh, couldn't have given us... any more advance warning than the day of...!!

anyway I love them your honor. also missed opportunity to make their birthdays 2/14, come on, it's right there,, you were two days off,,,

(+a transparent version under the cut! the ribbon turned out super cute but it muddled the composition a bit so this is my compromise.)

[all-thestories-aretrue]

Every time I want to open ao3 to look for path of night fic, I open up my notes app instead to keep writing, heaving the heaviest sigh in the whole world.

[hella1975]

okay pasta acquired let's get back to the most plotless problematic shitshow of a book you ever adored

[barbreypilled]

Jane Eyre 1997 is actually an absurdist workplace comedy of which the director was completely self aware