#classes canceled

[thewisestdino]

Lil painting while I wait out the hurricane

[rainnoblade]

i have like 3 overdue assignments

[paging-possum]

Sex repulsed shilo BASICALLY canon ‼️‼️‼️ also theo

[yooboobies]

OKAY???????????????????????

[ihatebrainstorm]

The (Hopefully) Comprehensive Guide to Drawing Transformers! [1]

[Chapter 1/5?]

Decided to make a little quick guide to drawing transformers/humanoid mechs because some people asked! (Plus I thought it'd be fun lol) .... Hopefully it makes sense and helps some people out :'D

[Next] -> coming I dunno when, I keep adding to my WIP pile......

[disgruntled-lifeform]

Inkle weaving class tonight!

I'm an Inkleteer!

[eych-two-oh]

I’m sorry but ShaMil is literally one of the funniest characters in the game. He’s traumatized. He’s a jester. He’s possibly one of the smartest characters in the game. He got gaslit and owned by a bitch eons younger than him. He’s also pining over said bitch. He’s a teacher. He’s weak. He’s a playwright and actor. A fucking theater kid. He’s also a terrorist.

[not-the-living-ghost]

Well, one thing led to another, and I ended up infodumping the entire Dead Boy Detectives TV show lore to my middle school little sister, the fellow neurodivergent weirdo of the family, and some of her reactions were so fucking funny, I just had to share

"Cancelling a gay show in 2024? Shame on you."

"We got a Dead Boy Detectives cancellation before GTA 6..."

"At least Edwin got his cardio in while he was in Hell"

Her talking about Esther: "I'm okay with you killing Becky, you can kill all the little girls you want, but how dare you — how DARE you — kill Monty."

"Edwin would bully little kids on Roblox"

"Crystal reminds me of Rachel Elizabeth Dare" (she's real as fuck for that, and quite frankly, I'm surprised I hadn't seen those parallels myself)

"Monty is just like Nico [Di Angelo], because I think he would love McDonalds"

"WHO canceled this show!?!??! We're gonna have a talk"

"What's with psychics and having neglectful parents???"

Me showing a photo of Charles and Edwin to her: Aww look, they're so cute!

Her: ...Hm... It's giving gay

Me: *explaining who Brad and Hunter is*

Her: ...are they gay?

Me: No.

Her: Aw no cause that would've been perfect, because it's just like the gay jocks from Heathers

Me: They're not gay

Her: I'm gonna write fanfiction about Brad and Hunter so they're gay

Me: You're not supposed to like them, they're misogynists — they don't like women

Her (misunderstanding what "misogynist" means): Exactly, so they're gay

*Me explaining Esther's ghost torture device*

Her: Okay, but that's kinda girlboss though

*Me showing her a photo of Dream*

Her: Dream looks like he came out of a 90s mosh pit...

Me: That's cool though

Her: Not in 2025

Me: We don't even know if Monty was gonna be in season two-

Her: Yeah, but he's in the fanfiction

Me: And then Charles started dating Crystal-

Her: Wait, isn't Charles gay?

Me: Edwin is canonically gay. Charles isn't really confirmed anything, but...

Her: -but he's probably gay

Not to mention the insane amount of Dora the Explorer jokes that she made as soon as I mentioned that Charles has an infinite backpack, which led to her dubbing Charles' new nickname "Charles the explorer"

[dispatchesfromtheclasswar]

[significant-narratives]

saw an rpf tweet with 86000 views we are so fucking cooked

[angelonhelios]

thinking about it. nisha was really the only person who walked out of hyperion unscathed. wilhelm lost himself to his cybernetics. angel was bound within the control core. timothy lost his entire sense of self and was abandoned in the casino. rhys was used as jack's vessel and even jack himself was digitized and parodied after his death. his office got turned into a fucking tourist trap. but nisha lived and died on her own terms because of her connection to pandora. yeah, the vault hunters still kill her in the end, but the fight itself was for her own sport, not for hyperion. if it was just about protecting jack's interests, she would have never let the vault hunters touch lynchwood's bank or the mines. she would have killed them the second they stepped foot into her town, but she didn't. its why i think the ambush is such a miss on her character. she would have done it herself, win or lose. but i also think it was only a matter of time until hyperion got her too. if jack had won in the end he would have turned on lynchwood as well. there are no exceptions to fascism. and nisha would have fought back because, like jack, she holds her personal ideals above whatever love they might have had.

[yooboobies]

the world could end, but his love for us would never change

[royaltea000]

You know you’re gone when you start playing dress up doll with a character :/

[000keys]

fem ranwan gym shenanigans

[anna-scribbles]

thirteen update ☀️🥀🪰🏚️

chapter 6: march

summary:

(“Be here. For Adrien.”  “Emilie, I can’t…” “For me, then. Love him for my sake.”)  A sob cracked open Adrien’s chest. He ripped away from the wall, clapping a hand over his mouth to try and stifle himself. His lungs wheezed, a crumpled can, and the world slipped off its axis. She was dying. She was dying. She was dying, for real, and soon, and this was what they hadn’t wanted to tell him. 

excerpt:

Time barrelled on after that, like a ground speeding toward him in freefall. 

Lessons slipped through his head and smiles stretched over his mouth and Adrien’s life became, more than ever before, defined by the moment he would next see Maman. It was like his brain couldn’t catch hold of anything else, couldn’t grasp it. Even when he was out doing other things, in other places, he wasn’t really. He was always back with her.  

The shift happened sometime in the beginning of March.

A change in the air, the bones. The house held its breath. Walls stood cleaner and quieter and bigger than before. Or maybe Adrien just got smaller. Maybe it was like a vacuum, like he’d learned about in physics. All the air sucked out of his lungs, crumpled up like a can. 

The silence was the worst. When Adrien was gone, he could lose himself a little. Turn his brain off at photoshoots and fall into the monotony of fabric on his body, skin on his face, hands all over, fixing him and fixing him and fixing him. Dissolve into the rhythm of fencing, blocking and thrusting and parrying and sweating and not thinking not thinking not thinking. But being inside the house was different. He couldn’t do anything but think, couldn’t be anyone but himself. Even his shows started to fall flat; Adrien found himself restarting the same Ouran episode ten times because he hadn’t absorbed a thing. The house was so quiet, his brain so loud. The world was transparent and he wasn’t quite sure he was real. 

And then he would see Maman. 

read on ao3

[wishchip106]

need more of them honestly

my favorite female charles xavier love interest ^^^

she knew what she was doing