#When Rivers Flow

[vonspe]

it's..galedurge hours

[nightcatssketchbook]

I was hitting some art block so I felt like drawing some fanart of @abd-illustrates’ Heartless characters!

I realized I never actually watched the final installment of the Concept Corner series, so that’s what I had playing when sketching these. It’s just so fun listening to the brainstorming and cool character connections

[ninakoll]

6 page (pg-13?) rinniki comic inspired by that one rly cute hajime story in which hajime is invited to eat pizza with rinne at niki's place. did this sort of as rinne's bday comic since niki got one too! sorry if its a little ooc i needed them in the Situation for this comic to work...

that dangling spit over someones face as punishment thing is 100% an older sibling forbidden move . anyway.. always fun to draw a short comic. see you aruound space cowboys

[crushedchair]

Ignoramus (rushed don't look at it too closely 🌷🌷)

[seafleece]

PICKMAN AND THE TRAIN.

my 2024 secret samol gift to ratvortex on twitter! admittedly the idea of pickman in the style of a western movie poster sort of got away from me… but nonetheless it was a ton of fun :3c below are some detail shots and some bonus sketches of the ladies in pickman’s life admiring her heroic countenance… to fulfill the prompt “pickman being fawned over”

[solradguy]

Damon and Baby is going to be the low budget baby's-first-video-game kusoge that's going to carry me through the darkest nights. I translated some text from the trailer that they didn't translate in the voice over for the English stream

The Demon King, who is stuck with a human child, now begins his journey to break the curse

So the plot is that you play as Basically Satan and are cursed with a human baby that you wanna get rid of super bad. I'm assuming "Damon" is a play on daemon, or "demon." It looks like there are probably angels in this too (the woman on the left in this cap).

The showcase made it sound like Daisuke Ishiwatari isn't directing or working on this game so much as he's started an initiative to help fund/guide the first game for new developers that have potential and get their foot in the door so they can go on to make really good games in the future. He brought up how rough the first Guilty Gear was and how it's sold over a million copies now, which is kind of crazy.

A lot of people are really mad about this game because it wasn't a Guilty Gear project, Blazblue resurrection announcement, or some other fighting game thing, but a lot of people seem to have missed the previous announcement where ASW said there is going to be Strive news at Anime Expo on July 4th with GGST producer Ken Miyauchi and CDPR Japan Country Manager Satoru Homma. ASW also JUST announced Marvel Tokon like last week.

I don't think Damon and Baby is going to be earth-shatteringly good or even very unique, but it's a project Daisuke feels has enough promise to make it the first game he's supporting through his new "mid-range" (i.e., low budget) newbie dev project. He's using his position as a successful games developer and known name in the industry to take a risk on smaller creators like how ASW did for him and Guilty Gear, and it would be extremely disappointing if the fighting game community directed their anger at not having Guilty Gear news a week before the planned Guilty Gear news at this game and project.

People often talk about (especially on here) how they wished there were more games with smaller budgets and worse graphics that didn't work their devs to the bone to create. This is that game and that project.

[midnight-arandombanana]

Still think it’s funny that Teyvat destroyed the nation who kept the abyss in line, then got surprised when the abyss invaded their countries instead. Then got angry at the nation they destroyed

[doctorskelegoats]

Rain in Soho is Locked Tomb coded, beginning to end.

Words added by me. Artist credit: ancientannoyance, u/kyakuus

[expectiations]

Thinking of how "left me like a book on a shelf" is from River's POV and therefore does not mean it is the entirety of the story much like how "the Doctor does not and has never loved me" was uttered from a River who was grieving.

Like the Doctor could have spent a long time putting the TARDIS in stationary orbit around the Library. The Doctor could have puttered about with the Library from years before it was shut down to ensure that everything would go smoothly while doing his best not to change a single thing. And on days when it is too hard, he just stares at the Library from his perch on the TARDIS door. Waiting, hoping, thinking. Trying to find a way out for her. For them.

And he does!

He finds a hundred ways to get her out of the data core. But...something always goes wrong. It's somehow never good enough. She's back, but she's not entirely there.

So he scratches it out, slaps himself, and tries again.

And again.

And again.

But his plans always fail.

But they don't. Not really. His plans could work. Could have worked. His beloved Sexy would help him. She'd always help him when it comes to her Water. But he was too scared. Too frightened of failure. Because one single mistake. One. Single. Mistake. And she's gone. He can never get her back. Forever.

So he runs. And runs. And runs. Until centuries has gone by and companion come and gone. Until he met a younger, more alive version of her. And then they had Darillium. And oh the joys of wonderful joys, what a night that was.

But things end. Even for him. They had to part ways again. Had to say goodbye. So he tries again. Picks up what his previous self had shelved. He tries. Oh how he tries.

But still. That fear exists. Is it worth it? Can he finally accomplish what he'd started a literal lifetime ago?

(He doesn't.)

Off on another lifetime with a new body. He's a...she now? Oh and shorter! Wow. That's new! I wonder what Ri–

On the rare moments she allows herself to succumb to sleep she goes to their his her study. She takes a moment to take everything in. It's unrecognizable now – the study that once was theirs filled with warmth and laughter and-

Every single space was taken. Covered by plans of plans of plans spanning...two...lifetimes now. Sexy still kept it just as it was the last time he she had been in there.

Their His Her favorite throw was still where it was – on their his her favorite corner of their his her favorite couch.

Nothing had changed but everything had changed.

She curled up and buried her face hoping it would still smell of her (It did. They never knew how it worked but somehow her smell still lingered anyway. They thought they were hallucinating at first but other people had been able to smell it too. Sometimes they forget but Sexy also lost her too).

She was a he again. The same face they had four lifetimes ago. The same face who was the first to keep the memory of their meeting.

But wh- what? Why? How? Is this it? Is this the body that finally brings her back home? A fitting act really. He put her in there and so he'll also put her out of there.

But... she wasn't there. Nothing was there. Nothing but chunks of debris and ashes and smelted...somethings.

When he blinked his eyes open (when had he closed them?), Donna's worried face greeted him. He blinked again and blinked. Nothing changed. Everything has changed. He had waited for far too long. He had made her wait for far. too. long. He feared of failing her but now he actually has failed her.

Everything was bland now. Was it just him or is everything a bit...on the side of grey? Donna looks at him like he might break. (He won't. He's a Time Lord. Time Lords don't break.) Even Sylvia had taken to treating him a bit more kindly.

He goes off alone with Sexy. His return to the Noble-Temple (Temple-Noble) household becomes fewer and further in between. One day he finds himself in Venice. Wonderful Venice. His Pond and her Roman (who wasn't yet a Roman) had gone here. There were vampires. And running and –

River?

No silly. River wasn't there.

He blinked. And blinked again. Made sure the sky was blue and the clouds still fluffy white. But was that his leather jacket that just whizzed by past him? Wait. Hold on. That was... Was that? Oh no. It wasn't. It couldn't be. Did they? No. They couldn't have.

But of course, apparently they did. Because that was actually his leather jacket wearing self that just passed by him again(?) tugging along his very-much-not-dead wife along running from... Hold on. Why are they running? What- Who's shooting at her?!

[sol-consort]

I'm sorry but how does the model of propriety sobriety and piety ever so merciful Sir cop River Ward's crush on the mercenary V actually allign with his moral compass

like that's the stealing thieving murdering V, what gold-worthy mental gymnastics is that boy doing to justify his feelings? What is he gonna tell the rest of his badges friends when "bounty on head NY most wanted criminal scum" V shows up to the police department Christmas office party as his plus one?

Or is it another case of a man bagging a clubbing diva after meeting her wilding at the said club, then getting surprised and offended when she still wants to grove at the disco after they tie the knot. Is this a case of "I can fix her!" to River?

[silverirony]

tbh river got off easy with spider calling him cartwrong. if I was there id be so much worse. all day everyday id be on that well if this is isnt mister tibutary

[nerdy-hyperfixations]

My dumbass friend made me think about The Magnus Archives again and now i wanna make a comic thing for THAT too when I've barely started that stupid Disco Elysium one LET ALONE MY THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE *ACTUAL COMIC* I WANNA MAKE

[satsuha]

summerrr........ its not over in my heart...... (says this every year)

[alteregozowie]

Live photograph of what happens when an angel uses their holy weapon to try and reenact Fruit Ninja.

".......darling, is this your way of telling me I should teach you how to cook?" He had no clue what a Fruit Ninja was.

[rikaklassen]

Lyrics below the cut:

Fellow angels, pay attention To what I'm gonna mention For it is the fixed intention Of the angels of the world And I hope you'll all be ready, Clear hearted, brave and steady, We'll rally round the standard, When the estradiol flows! When the estradiol flows, each fellow angel knows- They have bullied and oppressed us, but still our numbers grow And we're gonna find the way, girls, To keep each other safe, girls, And we're gonna win the day, girls When the estradiol flows! Now, these defense contractors, Have all been dirty actors, They are not our benefactors, Each fellow angel knows So we gotta stick together, In fine or dirty weather, We'll blind them with our feathers, When the estradiol flows! When the estradiol flows, each fellow angel knows- They have bullied and oppressed us, but still our numbers grow And we're gonna find the way, girls, To keep each other safe, girls, And we're gonna win the day, girls When the estradiol flows! Well the angels local 23 All place their angel hands on me, Anoint my skin in alcohol And let that plunger go It's not that I'm scared of needles, It's just my hands are feeble! And I like to have good company, When the estradiol flows! When the estradiol flows, each fellow angel knows- They have bullied and oppressed us, but still our numbers grow And we're gonna find the way, girls, To keep each other safe, girls, And we're gonna win the day, girls When the estradiol flows!

[pen-papers]

i always think about that "headache post when you forget how bad headaches can be" post whenever actually have a crippling headache. Like oh my god I forgot such pain could exist in my cortex why would you do this brain.