#I am.. Oughh

[the-stars-are-warring]

You know what?

Etain.

*tears form in my eyes as I stare into the middle distance*

[copperwir3d]

Reposting this from my twitter...

[froaklown]

feeling like megzag today

[littlecrittereli]

those nightmares be hitting bruh

[modmad]

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[fumifooms]

Dad always said I was like him

Meijack and Chilchuck Tims Dungeon Meshi, Ryoko Kui

^ 1: Moony moonless sky, Fatima Aamer Bilal / 2: Bug like an angel, Mitski / 3: Woodtangle, Mary Ruefle / 4: The Third Hour of the Night, Frank Bidart / 5 & 6: FROM THE MAKERS OF "TWO-MOM ENERGY DRINK," IT'S "LET YOUR FATHER DIE ENERGY DRINK,", Daniel Lavery & Cecilia Corrigan / 7: Batman: Year Three (1989) / 8 & 9 : FROM THE MAKERS OF […], Daniel Lavery & Cecilia Corrigan / 10: Wilt, CJ the X / 11: How Do We Forgive Our Fathers, Dick Lourie / 12: Milk and honey, Rupi Kaur / 13: And My Father's Love Was Nothing Next To God's Will, Amatullah Bourdon / 14: Moony moonless sky, Fatima Aamer Bilal / 15: Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong, Ocean Vuong / 16: untitled, Joan Tierney v 17: Drunk, The Living Tombstone / 18: unknown

When your father tried his best to provide for you but he worked all the time and even when he was home he was either tired or stressed and he’s always liked to get drunk to relax and cheer up. When you know he values work ethics and respectability so you grew up to be capable and quiet. And when he says you’re like him you’re sort of puzzled, does he really know you so little, or does he know himself so little? But you like the feeling of your father ruffling your hair so you accept it, and still you stand next to your mother just as silent and just as stoic as her during family gatherings. He leaves again and again and when your mother leaves him nothing changes, really. You wonder if it’s more telling that you know him better than he seems to himself or that you don’t know him as much as you wish you did, or that you don’t think about him all that much these days. Out of sight, out of mind. And he’s never really been there, even when he was there, after all.

[angelsdean]

she's so pretty

[piccolos-bigtoe]

Posting this here cause it’s been a while since I last posted and I am actually pretty proud of this…. I am making a mock RED brochure for my graphic design class and this is the cover…. I need five more panels I literally spent all of Wednesday working on this because text is my enemy and I am never satisfied with it but like actually taking a break from working on it and looking again later i was like “huh actually that’s not bad.” Sitka banner font easily in my top ten….

I was so proud of it I set it as my phones Home Screen…. Legitimately want to transfer to graphic design but I am torn. I currently am in studio art and have my own personal studio (it is shared between me and three friends tho), if I switch to graphic I lose that, and I really value my space cause I’ve been using it for like,,, four years pretty much (two I would sneak in there before I was in college cause my sibling owned it before I did, these past two it’s been my spot). It has memories and art work (that would REAAALLLYY suck to transport because there are LARGE pieces like LARGE) okau I will be real I am posting and rambling because I am stalling on cleaning my room… I am lazy……. I also just like to talk…. Accidentally woke up at 12 instead of 9 oops…

Work is REALLY gonna pile up this month…. I have a quilt, a weaving, and four papers for one class, my brochure and a 12 month calendar (obvi also gonna be tf2 themed calendar because i am insane…) for graphics, a screen print, and a paper and performance piece for another class… but I will make it thru E Z, after this I’m home free baby, summer is here ‘,B)

[sexycornenthusiast]

if you get good enough at shipping you can unlock an advanced bonus level where you ship one couple with another

[brittlepeggy]

FIDDLESTAN ON POLISH WEDDING GET THEM WHILE THEY'RE STILL HOT!!!!!!

song in the bacground: Za tobą pójdę jak na bal by Krzysztof Krawczyk (totally their vibe pls) I had to get them out of my head like hhh they are just so perfect together i can't take ittttt

I am getting more and more tempted to make it into a propper au but i don't have enough time because of midterm exam so you have to waittttttt

[potato-lord-but-not]

HI just wanted to say that i was incredibly jumpscared by your oscar being mixed jamaican with a cultural disconnect in just. the absolute best of ways. it's so rare to see mixed black/white characters in anything ever, and seeing one depicted with a disconnect like that is. so . !!!!!!!!!!?!?!?! y'know? very positive. oscar my friend oscar. and he's just like me fr. thank you so much i've been dying for hours over it.

Ofc ofc !!! I think having that headcanon for him really makes his character more rounded. Like not only is he far from home (Scotland) but he also never r e a l l y felt like he belonged there either. And even worse !! he doesn’t even know he’s half Jamaican !! he just knows he’s not entirely black or white and existing in between has been very alienating for him. He gets a better sense of community in his mid 20s and onward, but it’s not a smooth ride.

[tamago-aki]

clone wars propaganda... 🫡🫡

happy (almost one month late) valentines day... i love and miss them... thinking of turning this into a tshirt design maybe?? ✍️👁️👁️⁉️

[rosenbergamot]

“You’re annoying me.” Gem says to the mysterious shape in the water that’s been watching her fish for the past… oh, I don’t know, five days. Usually the thing will swim away quickly, or sometimes it will disregard her ire and continue to sit there as if it relished in her annoyance. Today it slaps its tail against the water, sending waves towards her.

“That was childish.” She blows a raspberry at it because she herself is the pinnacle of maturity.

It slaps the water again, splashing her and giving her a mouthful of briny seawater. She spits it out, unamused. Its tail is large, with deep blue scales that sparkle in the morning sun. Whatever this thing is, it's big and it loves to watch her talk to herself.

“You know we’re on the same side here, right?” This is a lie and they both know it. Fisherman and fish could never be on the same side. “Hey, how about if I catch anything I’ll give you some of it. But you have to promise to stop scaring the fish away!”

The tail slowly raises out of the water. It does not slap down like it did before. Instead, slowly, so slowly, a head raises out as well. She sees two deep eyes stare back at her, a head of messy brown hair, a smile sharp and intelligent.

“What?!” She gawks.

“You promise, mate?” It has a playful voice, melodic and feminine, and when it speaks its gills flare at its neck. “I don’t take too kindly to people breaking their promises.”

“You’re a person?”

It purses its lips. “Not really? What, you think a person looks like this?” She unearths her fingers from the water. The sea drips off of her long sharp claws. “Couldn’t do much with these if I was a person.”

“Uh… yeah!” She recasts her line, her eyes wandering across the pale skin until she reaches the chest and— oh! The… person? Creature? Whatever it is, it’s shirtless, and Gem doesn’t want to be caught staring. That’s so rude! She fixes her gaze on her rod.

It swims closer to her. It gets so close she’d be able to touch if she wanted. It rests its head on the dock, stares up at her with vertical pupils. She’s got silvery patchings of scales on her face.

This is… only a little bit different from what they’d been doing before. She can still handle it. It’s just… right there instead of in the water. And instead of just being a fish it is a very pretty woman with very sharp teeth. That’s okay! Gem’s okay!

She goes back to fishing, those eyes still on her. Eventually she hooks a salmon and cheers. The creature blinks at her as she puts it in her bucket.

“None for me?” She pouts.

“Oh, no! You’ll just have to wait!” She grabs more bait. “I need to feed myself, after all. I’m a busy woman, can’t have some fish lady taking all my food!”

A miserable sigh. It bonks its head back down on the dock. “You’re lucky I think you’re pretty.”

That catches her off guard. She accidentally hooks a bit of her thumb as she’s trying to hook the worm. She curses and shakes the blood off. The creature’s eyes follow it.

“Uh-huh… and why’s that?”

When she responds, she’s not looking at Gem. She’s staring at her bleeding thumb. Her long tongue comes out to lick at her lips. She grins at her.

“‘Cause I’d have just eaten you already if I didn’t.”

When she swallows, it watches the way her throat moves with attentive eyes. They sit there in silence for the rest of the day.

It ends up swimming away with five whole fish in her grasp. As she’s disappearing, she yells back to Gem:

“See ya tomorrow, pretty fisher lady!” Her teeth reflect the sun. “I hope ya catch lots of stuff tomorrow! For both our sakes!”

Then it’s gone, tail the last thing to leave, and Gem is left to wonder if she’s just invited something horrible into her life…

And if so, why is she excited about it?

[vialae]

Orin for sure shifted into Durge to fuck with Gortash, and the opposite of her shifting as Gortash to fuck with Durge must have happened just as frequently.

To the point the two of them probably created some kind of private identifier.

Orin, as Gortash, walking into one of the meeting rooms in Moonrise early to talk to Durge in private before the others arrive. Durge smiles a genuine smile and places their hands on his waist.

“What time are you starting on your letters tonight, Enver?” A small tilt of the head to the right.

“After this meeting is done, I assume. Unless you have other plans, my dear.” The usual smile, but no tilt to the head. No fingers lightly tapping on their arm.

The genuine smile instantly drops from Durge’s face, and they push ‘Gortash’ out of their hold harshly.

“Go back home, Orin. You are not needed here.”

[amamiishu]

the type of pamphlet he would give to people as a private chef probably

[arcade-confetti]

IMPORTANT NOTICE: By Batfam I am specifically referring to when the bats are presented as family and have largely positive relationships with eachother. For the purposes of this poll I do NOT mean bat characters in general