#ask me to tag something else!

[livinglycan]

Ragghhhh the need to go to Vancouver island and run away and live in that beautiful forest. We might go there for a vacation one day and I can't guarantee I'll come back honestly. I don't care if I get eaten or die there, I'll die where I should have lived. I'll die as an animal, no grave, no cremation, my body will be left to rot and feed the animals I should have been living with.

I will die as an animal, I guarantee it. It might not be there, but I won't be buried, I won't die surrounded by the being who trapped me here.

The wilds gave me hope, and I want to return the favor.

[slavhew]

look at this idiot not aware that his body is warm and his touch comforting everyone point and laugh

[stillprettyunoriginal]

good people of tumblr

hi :•>

so I’m making a friend get into hermitcraft and we’re making a master document basically of random little ways to sum up each CC as well as what they do/their vibe. For example we said that Ren stumbles into being a monarch Often, and just have “spoon” under Mumbo with no explanation. We’re compiling a fun little list, if anyone’s got sentences they wanna tack on, ESPECIALLY for the lovely anomalies such as Joe Hills and the nonsense Doc pulls or Bdubs Goes Through, I’d love to add em to the document :•>

[plantingthepast]

chosen ones

[technically-human]

Hi i'm absolutely in love with the reverse au!!

I want to know, in this verse does edwin still confesses to charles? if so how is it different? i feel if he did he would end it by apologizing, you know, religious guilt and all

There’s a train that goes through Hell.

Its journey starts in Wrath, and it departs already full of souls. It took Charles far too many years to realize that there were separate, more spacious wagons that demons could board. Not that he could understand why anyone, hellborn or not, would want to get into the damned thing. He certainly hadn’t.

Actually, Charles couldn’t recall ever boarding the train. As far as he could tell, he just appeared there one day, and had spent the next tortuous decades trying to get out. It was part of the torture. Getting out was entirely possible. More than that, it was necessary.

The train had no regular schedule that he could discern (not at first, though he had always been good at finding patterns, and was eventually able to crack it) but it would make quite a few stops before finally returning to the Wrath ring. Souls inside the train were already angry and far too close to each other (close, so close not even air could squeeze in) but when they got really violent was when the train made a stop.

Getting out didn’t mean you were free, no matter where you managed it, be it Sloth or Gluttony, Pride or Lust. No, as soon as the train finished its journey, you would appear back inside, in Wrath where you belonged, suffocating once again, getting ready to claw your way out for the millionth time.

Because if you didn’t get out, The Conductor would get you.

If he thought about it calmly, Charles could probably say that he got out of the train more times than not. Still, being caught by The Conductor once was bad enough, as there was no coal in Hell, and something had to serve as combustible. Souls could not burn to death, and the whole journey always felt longer than eternity when he was caught. Once it was over, he would be inside again, and fight with more desperation than before, not caring who stayed inside so long as it wasn’t him.

He couldn’t understand why anyone, hellborn or not, would want to get into the damned thing. He certainly hadn’t. But as the souls pushed and bit and clawed and punched their way out, Edwin boarded the train. And that wasn’t even the most groundbreaking revelation Charles had that day.

ko-fi

[tibby-art]

canon event for me

[neglectedsodium]

Still find it really really funny that Suo showed the slightest reaction to not liking natto and the class immediately latched onto that and dog piled him. No hesitation, just immediate teasing.

[aestheticallynotdeerlightful]

Style swap- Invader Zim and Psychonauts

Cause I thought it would be fun and practice

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(Please do not use or repost my works anywhere without explicit permission from me first thank you <3)

[matryoshkalex]

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inspired off of a conversation i had with a friend, heres a piece ive been (very slowly) working on.

i had a lot of fun with the shadowy figures, if you cant tell, and i FINALLY drew a maria im happy with so. overall really like how this one turned out. still need to practice drawing all the sth characters but i think im getting there!!

[mc-tummy-blur]

I needed to take a break on what I’m currently hyperfixated on and I saw a redraw meme going around and showed it to my sister @sampoststuff who said it was very Lupin and Fujiko coded so I had to do it

Based on this pic:

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Check my pinned post to see links on how you can help the people in Palestine

[dragonskulls]

i remade my old talon tutorial with a few extra tips! these are just things i have learned from references, other artists and experimenting myself, so i hope they can be helpful for you!

[eratos-girlfriend]

“The thing is that I wanna be dominated, that’s the thing y’all are missing is that I wanna be slapped around and choked and stabbed but whatever…”

— Aubrey Plaza (but also certainly Hannibal Lecter)

[solnecco]

summer breeze

[uwuwha]

And oh, I wish I could hold you in my arms || but lately my body has been so afraid

A comic for @cometquest's blocktales apocalypse au! Can be interpreted either romantic or platonic. I kind of made my own story here, but you should definitely go check the au out!! His character designs are sick as hell and I've been a bit insane about them lately 🙏🙏!

Text reads: And if I knew you a little less, and my soul held a little less pride, I'd ask for you to stay safe by my side. But in my heart, I have long known what your answer would be.

Some extras below the readmore! Fair warning it's quite long

The comic without leetspeak!

In honour of the most recent lore post

Banner says: and me I feel also not so good Griefer's saying: Dude this yogurt fucking sucks

And my original tags condensed into incomprehensible paragraphs because there was not enough space to fit all of them underneath. Dear lord.

Genuinely I keep thinking about them oh my lord. The way in a normal world they would have never met. Wouldn't have even known eachother existed except in passing and rumors. Yet in this world where everything is falling apart Griefer and Jim are the only lifelines in their towns, do they meet even if its in voicechat. The only way Roadtown can talk to Turitopulis. And if Red lives in somewhere other than Roadtown or Blackrock, then Jim is quite literally the only way Brad can get updates on his father.

So they start talking and planning and communicating. And they communicate and they learn about eachother and they start talking more than strictly necessary and days or months or maybe years later, Griefer suddenly realizes that he's looking forward to his next conversation with Jim. He likes talking to him. He finds comfort with him. He cares a lot for Jim. A lot. Like a bird trying to rip out of his chest. Over the voice on his headphones who hes never seen before.

And if he knew Jim a little less well. If he maybe he were willing to beg a little more. He might've asked Jim to go and live in blackrock like his dad, or even go to Turitopulis to stay with him. But he knows who Jim is, and he knows who he is, and if someone had ever asked him to leave Turitopulis he would've socked them in the face. And even though he's calmer and more mellower than him, Griefer knows Jim would never think about leaving Roadtown for it to defend itself. And nobodys really manning the planes except for Jerry nowdays. So he never bothers asking.

But like a riving pounding against stone, the voices know they can't last forever and one day, maybe the voices finally got to him or maybe it was an act of self sacrifice, but Jim blows himself up. And all of the sudden Brad is left with headphones that emit static, no contact to Roadtown, and a sinking pit in his stomach. Do you see my vision here. Gripping myself.

[boredlime]

when you're Probably Not Cis but you present as it anyways because you're too lazy to do anything about it

[kyouka-supremacy]

hi hi!! so i was wondering are you an akutagawa-fell-harder truther or an atsushi-fell-harder truther? (or something-completely-different truther?) i would love to know your thoughts!!! ♪(^∇^*)

Oh, I'm an Akutagawa fell first, deeper, harder truther. I believe Akutagawa unlocked levels of falling hard previously unknown to humankind. And don't get me wrong, Atsushi loves Akutagawa fiercely, madly, honestly; it's just that Akutagawa's levels of obsession and devotion are impossible to match. The fact alone that Atsushi is the worst person Akutagawa could fall for from Akutagawa's point of view is telling of just how much of an unstoppable force his love is: something that is so unconditional and indomitable, Akutagawa himself could nothing against it. The passion and violence with which Akutagawa hated Atsushi perfectly translated in loving him with passion and violence of matching intensity. In a way, the all-encompassing obsession for Atsushi that started the moment Akutagawa first met him is the only thing that stayed consistent through the time. Atsushi may have saved Akutagawa from himself, but there really was no saving Akutagawa from Atsushi.