#Week 3 Blog

[amoebeau]

boy and his dog

[opera-ghost]

phantom of the opera + twitter

[hinge]

Hinge presents an anthology of love stories almost never told. Read more on https://no-ordinary-love.co

[sailorsally]

[askssgenerations]

Which sonic is the fastest?

okay everyone let’s pretend I didn’t drop off the face of the earth for 2 months. (No cyber glitch hints this time genuinely bc I forgot to add them. All yall need to know is that Cyber genuinely doesn’t understand why running is so important to the Sonics.)

last post kinda put me in a awkward spot comic-wise so the transition is a little funky 😭 but yeah! also been trying to draw everyone in a way I like and the only one I’m having a delightful time drawing is blur (bless his stupidity long proportions)

Also I have been caught in the throes of like three other hyperfixations at the same time as Sonic now lmao. Pokemon, Thunderbolts, and my own ocs 💔 trying my best to thumbnails more of this comic but l simply have drawn my original clowns too many times instead.

Expect the next update in like a week-ish! Or two days. Really depends on how bad I’m procrastinating on finals lmao.

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[Playlist]

[a-neru-neru]

Wip of squad damocles bonding time. Just scars/ports left to add

[slafk0vsky]

via luke hughes instagram

[aprilblossomgirl]

I never understood why people fall in love until it happened to me. Now I realize how much happiness it brings. Are you ready to have a meal with me a thousand more times, let me give you a ride everywhere in the world, and go running with me at the park for the rest of our lives?

PERFECT 10 LINERS | EP.22

[dindjarindiaries]

For Good

character: Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

prompts: "Is it really you?" / "I was worried something happened to you." / "I couldn't stop missing you if I tried."

main masterlist • prompt masterlist

Your commute back to your place from the grocer was as uneventful as usual. It was dark, and the hood you wore cast your face in even more shadows, allowing you to blend into the night. You held your bag of bounties loosely at one side as the other remained free, just in case you had to reach for your weapon.

You rarely, if ever, had to use it, but you had never learned to abandon that urge to defend yourself. Not after it was drilled into you by someone you likely wouldn't ever see again.

Three cycles was a long time. If he hadn't fulfilled his promise to come back yet, then something must have happened to him, because he was the last person in the galaxy who would break a promise like the one he had made to you.

That familiar ache in your chest tightened, and you grimaced as you rolled your shoulders to get rid of it. There was no use dwelling on it, on him, any longer. It was time to move on.

These solemn thoughts were sharply cut off when you approached your place and saw a shadow lingering by the door. Instantly, you froze, dropping your bag in favor of taking up your blaster in both your hands.

Breathe. Assess the situation and breathe.

You took a deep, steadying breath as you slowly crept forward, keeping your blaster trained on the shadowed figure. It took a few erratic heartbeats before you could muster up the courage to address them.

"Back away from the door."

The shadow suddenly snapped to attention. They pushed themselves off the wall beside your door and lifted their hands in the air, though it was still too dark to make out any significant details about their appearance.

Then, they spoke to you. "Still not used to the silver armor, are you?"

You froze for the second time that night, but this time, it was in pure disbelief. That voice, that modulated voice, could only belong to one person, and this was the first time in cycles that you were hearing it outside of a dream.

It couldn't be real. This couldn't be real.

You let your guard down faster than you probably should have as you started to lower your blaster. "Din?"

The shadow—no, Din—nodded. "Yeah. It's me."

You blinked a few times as you processed his words. Only once you were sure you weren't dreaming did you stumble forward and haphazardly tuck your blaster away. "Din..."

Your utterance of his name was a mere breath, more like a plea, as you charged towards him. He was ready for you as he closed the gap between you, letting you all but crash into him. You wrapped your arms tight around him, as if he would fade away if you let him go, and for perhaps the first time ever, Din held you back just as tightly.

What had he gone through to let himself be so vulnerable with you now?

That wasn't a thought you dwelled on too much just yet. For now, you were still in awe that he was here, no longer a figment of your imagination. Your chest heaved with a sharp breath of disbelief as your face instinctively buried itself into his cowl.

Once you had somewhat pulled yourself together, you leaned back enough to hold his helmet between your hands. You searched his visor and shook your head, giving voice to your thoughts before you could stop yourself. "Is it really you?"

One of Din's gloved hands wrapped around your wrist. "It is." He nodded as his thumb began to run soothing circles over your skin. "I'm sorry I took so long. I didn't... I wasn't sure when it would be safe again." He nodded. "But I'm sure it is now."

You swallowed hard and watched as your thumb traced the ridge in his helmet. You grimaced at the new scratches in the silver beskar. "I was worried something happened to you."

Din let out a huff. "The feeling's mutual."

You lifted your brow. "I wasn't the one traversing the galaxy to protect a child with magical powers."

Din chuckled and looked down at the ground beside him. It was only then that you noticed the aforementioned child standing there, staring up at Din with his petal-shaped ears rising high on his little head. You couldn't help smiling at the evident sight of their strong bond.

"Yeah. It's been quite the journey."

You let out a troubled sigh as you watched your hand lower to his cuirass, touching the metal just above his heart. "I thought..."

You trailed off. Din's visor returned to your gaze, and he tilted his helmet as the arm he still had around you gently eased you closer.

"You thought what?" Din's voice was so soft that is could only just crackle through his modulator.

You swallowed hard and somehow found the faith to look at him again. "I thought you had forgotten." You worked your jaw in an effort to get the last few words out. "About me."

For a moment, Din recoiled as if he had just been slapped. "Forgotten?" He shook his helmet more times than necessary. "No. No."

Din was the one to take your face in his hands this time. You didn't have to see his gaze to feel the warmth of it searching your own, and his voice was soothing as his touch that ran gently over your cheeks as he went on.

"I couldn't stop missing you if I tried."

The raw, genuine meaning behind his words broke something in you. You closed your eyes, your lips trembling as you felt the heat building behind your eyelids. A knot wound itself tight in your throat as a single tear spilled over.

"I missed you, Din."

Your voice was so pitiful, and Din was anything but that as he wiped your tear away. "I know." He remained so achingly soft as one hand held the back of your head and eased you against him once again. You melted into him, still absorbing the fact that all of this was real. "I'm sorry."

Your hands found purchase on his cape as you held him tightly, just like before. You breathed in time with him, as if that would somehow make up for all the lost time, fear, and loneliness you had experienced without him.

"But I'm here now." Din continued to speak to you, one of his hands now brushing over your back in repetitive, calming motions. "And I'm staying, for good."

There was a coo from the ground, and Din let out a soft chuckle.

"Sorry. We're staying."

You relaxed against him and let out your own light breath of amusement. "I wouldn't want it any other way."

[aimer-arts]

I'm sorry I haven't really commented on your art or anything before, I've been shy and it's something I'm trying to get better at lol

I wanted to say I've been following you for years and you were one of my biggest inspirations for starting to post my own art on here, which is something that's changed my life. You were one of the first PMD blogs I stumbled across and it's been such a joy all this time. Your teams are all so cute and once I have time I really have to draw fanart of them

Your artstyle is so adorable and soft and warm and I don't think I can put into words how much I love it. It makes me smile every time I see it. Your art is so wonderful and it's genuinely brightened my life! I hope you have a great day! 💚💚💚💚💚

AAAAAAA GOSH THIS IS SO SWEET... thank you so much for sending in this ask, it made me smile so much :")

I absolutely adore your art and pmd characters too!! Here's some gift art of Venus as a way of saying thank you 💚💚💚

[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

over the last 3 months i have seen myself called (and sometimes blocked for being assumed to be):

a racist/a bigot

homophobic/queerphobic/transphobic

ace/demi-phobic

a fascist

for expressing opinions such as "I found the characters and background stories in Veilguard weaker and less interesting than previous Dragon Age games" and "i miss the amount of tension and conflict that we used to get to explore with the player character depending on their in-game background and life history" and "i did not feel Lucanis' character and romance arc was fully satisfying while I was playing through it".

and since this all started we now have:

seen the entire DA staff laid off from Bioware

heard many now-former bioware devs talking about how toxic the workplace was during the development of DA4

seen allusions to Bioware/EA executives overriding plot/plans that the Dragon Age writers/devs would have preferred

extracted large amounts of cut content from the games that show things like increased emotional response range for Rook, or alternate endings for companion arcs (NOT concept art content, but actual written and even voice-recorded dialogue in the game files), or increased impact from decisions you could make in the game

IN ADDITION to what we ALREADY knew about how many times the game changed direction/leadership changed/the mid-process layoffs, etc.

so can we maybe not keep putting "people who come into the Dragon Age universe from a place of love and were ultimately disappointed with the latest installment" in the same trash bucket as "dudes on twitter who were mad there were trans/nonbinary characters in their AAA game". can we FUCKING as a community acknowledge that there are many reasons someone might not jive with a change in direction other than jumping to "they disagree with me so they must obviously be horrible people, whose opinions shouldn't be counted anyway" (<-if this is your first impulse maybe examine that also).

i am so tired and i am never gonna get an apology for any of it but NOW that a lot of the people who were posting/reblogging these sentiments are hearing/seeing all these other things add up. it's like suddenly now it's "acceptable" to have problems with aspect of Veilguard or want more from it, because the writers/devs have shown they probably did too during it's creation. whereas when I said these things right off the bat (because the only thing we had was the game we got. not the game we can pretend they wanted to make instead) it WASN'T because apparently expressing opinions on my personal tumblr counts as "being mean to/harassing devs who worked hard on the game" or, again, assumed I am a racist/bigot/facist/queerphobic.

you're allowed to still like Veilguard. it's fine i promise. you can love the game if you love it and my not loving it has nothing to do with your own relationship to this piece of media. i am happy there are people who truly can enjoy it without massive Caveats. but i am still seeing like 3-5 posts Per Week express those opinions and it is really destroying my love for the community i once enjoyed.

[elitisim]

BACKTRACK - CHECKERED HEART JEANS

All credits goes to @backtrack-cc! Original here

Bottom for For YA-A Females

Categories: Everyday, Formal, Career, Outerwear

HIGH POLY : 9.1k

Fully Recolorable - 4 Channels

6 Semi-Recolorable Swatches

Custom Thumbnail

Enabled for Maternity, Disabled for Random

Mild Clipping with Bulky/Platform Shoes

Swatches + Color Channel Breakdown Included in under the cut

Converted by @elitisim

TAGGING: @pis3update, @xto3conversionsfinds, @kpccfinds, @sssvitlanz

[DOWNLOAD]

Preset 1: Fully Recolorable

Channel 1: Jeans Color

Channel 2: Jean Highlight

Channel 3: Heart Patch

Channel 4:Heart Patch Outline

**there's also an overlay over the button that makes it silver but i'm too lazy to reshoot the pictures.

Preset 2-7 : Non-Recolorable Jeans w/ Recolorable Heart Patches

Channel 1: Heart Patch

Channel 2: Heart Patch Outline

[tojosuggestionbox]

There's no need for concern. While I am not aware of Majima-san answering any submissions, he did have permission to engage with the suggestion box. I requested that he empty the box and prepare submissions for review while I was away on business in Yokohama, to which he eventually relented agreed.

Ideally, I would have asked Kashiwagi-san, but these are the circumstances we must work under.

I do think that is something that we could potentially provide; there is already one such location I can think of, but I would have to discuss further with Majima-san to arrange this once things settle. Unfortunately, this will have to be shelved for another day.

[lifemod17]

Ascensionism: An Offering

The journey of ascending above what has been imposed, transforming what once seemed a weakness into strength. Yet, the structures we build in response cannot erase the past; the scars remain. This is the bittersweet dance we call life.

Produced and Directed by: Krista Smithers

02/21/2025

[buglaur]

🔖 pictures from the family photo album

[uncannytimecandy]

mcsm season 3 leak!!!

[defyingdipity]

i am insanely curious to know...

nuance in the tags!! 💚🩷