#at least I solved the problem

[redd1ne]

I could’ve used this last week before I crashed out at my roommates lol

WHEN ON PERIOD:

do not crash out

your feelings are NOT valid

do not send that text

don't kill yourself. lock in

do not act on negative emotions until at least 2 days have elapsed

[rokudaimeplease]

he's been through a lot

[pinkfestivalpeanuttree]

this really is the yuri update.

she says something more like, "my name is eternal sugar cookie, the other half of the soul jam of happiness, your other half." in korean

shadowsugar mention

it sounds like eternal sugar's asking hollyberry to elope

eternal sugar cookie? more like. escapism sugar cookie

TOXIC YURI!!

fellas what's gayer: being gay or locking the literal other half of your soul in your precious jewelry box so that they may be "happy" and "safe" in your twisted fucked up escapism paradise prison

[attaboy-lew]

i would do some insane things for schlatt to bring this hair back,,,,,

[vonnebenan]

they <3 (again ...)

(Or: Why should I paint something else when I can just paint them again and again instead?)

watercolour + coloured pencils, ~A5; process photos below the cut

If the whole painting looks a bit blotchy: That’s totally intentional and not at all because I accidentally knocked over my glass of water and flooded my entire desk including the painting (and then got so fed up with watercolours that I switched to coloured pencils). But at least I finished it in time for Spones Day!

[minty-didoodle]

Bonus for today, I've been seeing photos of the Les Mis cast from todays Wast End live the entire day on instagram and something about historical clothing paired with sunglasses is making me absolutely lose it still.

I did post these on ig, but for everyone who isn't on there, I hope you enjoy this as much as I am✨️

Reference pics

[deathinagarden]

today i brought you teleneo isekai au

a couple of months ago me & my friend came up with this au where modern! telemachus was faced with the fact that his stupid teammate was replaced by an ancient Greek warrior who looked exactly like him, but...hotter, okay?

at the same time modern!neo is stuck in ancient Greece with this spoiled prince who looks exactly like his annoying teammate

yeah it's a love story with a moral "i will fall in love with you over and over again"

[infiniteorangethethird]

"oh but talking with people is so easy and emotionally rewarding!" well maybe your brain comes equipped with "ability to read social cues" and "automatic supply of appropriate responses". I have to do that shit manually and let me tell you, not only is that more exhausting, it also gives space to a lot more fuckups for which I have to clean up the mess afterwards

[doctorsiren]

thinking about ???%…but…but with adult mob :(

[vigilskeep]

viago’s one of my favourite types of guy to write (guy whose internal thought process would work in an organised, listed fashion) but trying to write him aged thirteen was a massive mistake because i kept stopping to think, oh god. imagine having to be viago de riva and also thirteen

[amygdalae]

have never understood why squatting is considered a crime. loitering too. sir you have been arrested for the crime of....chilling. and hanging out. and taking a little nap

[fisheito]

Whenever i colour skintones:

Morv and Dante: hello Kings you're lookin vivacious as usual. Have you been spending time in the sun lately, or more indoors? Well, we can adjust for that! Here's a range of colours that will make you distinctly You no matter what i choose. Love that!!

Everyone else: WHICH SHADE OF PALE ARE YOU

[governmentmandatedryujinstan420]

I FORGOT TO THROW OUT AFTER THE EPISODE RELEASED NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[mrmeepsmadmind]

starscream has normal reactions

no starscream shall escape being haunted by bumblebee and vice versa. primus said thou shalt be married !!!

[nilefreemans]

as someone from the Midwest, they did not give Bobby Nash enough Midwesternisms

[jq37]

neme(sis)

Summary: The Rat Grinders actually fight the Bad Kids on the Hangman instead of just sending dragons and Adaine has to do some quick thinking.

"Adaine Abernant."

Adaine winced, clutching her head as Raulothim's Psychic Lance pierced her mind. It figured Oisin knew the spell. Raulothim was a dragon after all. She wondered if he learned it in class like her or if he'd come to school already familiar with the spell because of his dragon ancestor who was currently trying to swallow Gorgug, axe and all. She didn't wonder for too long though. There wasn't time.

"See what you can do with access to proper spell components?" Oisin called from the other side of the room, his tone mocking.

"That spell doesn't even have material components!" Adaine called back in spite of herself. Insulting her was one thing but getting basic spellcraft wrong while doing it? Unacceptable. She ignored his expression, smug from getting a rise out of her no doubt, and surveyed the battlefield. The Rat Grinders had caught them on their back foot. Things were going OK but they were playing defense. And no one was where they needed to be. Spellcasters too close to melee, fighters out of range. Only Gorgug was arguably in the right place but he was far too close to being dragon food for her liking. Fabian needed to be closer to the action, Riz needed cover, and she…

Adaine suppressed a smile, idea forming in her mind. She needed to be in punching distance.

"Scatter," she said, raising a hand. Five creatures: Gorgug, Riz, Fabian, Kristen…and Oisin.

Her party members didn't fight the spell, well used to the feeling of her magic working on them mid-battle and knowing that it never meant harm. As she moved them to more advantageous positions, she was hit with a flash of the future: Oisin resisting the spell. She reached out and nudged fate just a bit. Nearby, Ivy walked dangerously close to a breath weapon attack. Oisin startled, moved to grab her, and--pop. Suddenly, he was standing right next to Adaine who was already rearing her fist.

"Counterspell!" Oisin called, runes on his forearms glowing. The expression on his face was even more smug as the blue energy charging on her fist fizzled.

"Predictable," he said.

"Gullible," Adaine thought, halting her fist without following through on the punch and stomping her foot on the ground to activate the teleportation circle they were both now standing on. Because of course the boy with the empty house and unlimited funds would have a teleportation circle installed so he could have his friends over as often as possible. Teleportation via spell needed a willing creature but a Circle? That just needed proximity.

As the spell went off, she concentrated. The benefit of a teleportation circle was that it couldn't go wrong like a normal Teleport spell could. It wasn't supposed to anyway. But any magic could be tweaked if you pushed hard enough. She remembered winding up in the wrong room in the twisted version of Mordred inside Riz's briefcase and concentrated on that feeling. She was sure she was going to have a headache in the morning but that was more than a fair price. She wrenched control of the spell, just enough to force the circle to spit them out a little bit outside of the paired circle in Mordred. There was a flash of light and--forget having a headache tomorrow. Her head felt like it had been bashed in with a pickaxe the moment they landed on the floor of her bedroom. She didn't think she'd be able to get back up for a minute or two--she didn't even try. Oisin didn't seem to have that problem though. He got up and stood over her.

He smirked. "I thought the elven oracle was supposed to be more of a challenge. I knew we'd come out on top but I didn't think it'd be so easy." He raised his hands, readying a spell, but the sparks at his clawtips died as quickly as they were produced. He tried the spell again to the same result, too focused to notice the sudden subtle sheen to the patterns painted on her bedroom walls.

A Sending spell pinged in her mind. "Ten seconds, dear sister."

A smile played on Adaine's lips.

"What?" Oisin demanded.

"Just that you all have been so obsessed with being our nemeses this whole time. But that was never gonna happen with you and me. That position is already filled."

There was another flash of light and before it even cleared, Adaine felt the tingle of magic settling over her like a second skin. Her sister's abjurer's ward extending to cover her reflexively. Just beyond the ward, she could feel the temperature in the room start to drop--a side effect of the Cone of Cold that was about to erupt from Aelwyn's outstretched hands.

"You're familiar with my bitch of a sister, right?"