#heck yeah!!!

[momochimchim]

Hi.... I remembered i got free will so i drew them in little outfits bc it gives me joy!!!!!

(Sorry for that one i had to lol)

Honorary mention to that one animation with beso de tres cuz it got me into the shipp lol

[mitamicah]

🩵💗💚The powerpuff boys (x) 💚💗🩵

[kineticallyanywhere]

Hey, hope this isn't weird, but you once said that to "DO ANIMATICS BADLY! JUST DO IT!" or something along those lines awhile ago. Anyways, I finally actually made one today. It's rushed, it's pretty crappy, but it filled me with such excitement to see the scribbles I made move in time to the music. Anyways, just wanted to say thank you because your little statement became a little line of mental encouragement for me to actually just do it. So thank you! Have an amazing rest of your day.

[anyonecanfly]

harlan ellison x isaac asimov I need to Get that thought out there

Hell yes Anon. I didn't expect anyone to send me an ask with Harlan in mind but I am NOT complaining!!! XD

[a-casual-egg]

There are three acgas fics tagged with Asexual Character, which isn't a lot but is honestly more than I thought it would be

[valiah-creates-stuff]

Oh hey!!! The art blog finally posts art!!!

And digital!!!

AND OF MY BLORBO!!!!

Anyways!! I had a whole notebook page filled with drawings of Ragatha, so here you have it!! :3

(Also, featuring: my cat!!! His name is Dorado, and he is a grumpy senior gremlin)

[shysheeperz]

[autumnsoldier13]

I SAW THAT WIDE SHOT OF HIM PASSING HER THE RING!!!!

[alilcherrysramblings]

Finally got an AO3 account and posted the prologue for my Altered Destinies AU!! Go on and check it out!

[dreamsofalife]

[ LANTERNS ] for our muses to release lanterns into the night sky together (him showing off a tradition to his country? 83 )

"You'll have to tell me if I'm doing this right or not." She half jokes, giving a tiny chuckle. "I've never done this before, but it's so pretty...like being out in the stars."

[onceuponaladye]

Okay, so maybe I regret pulling for Castorice

So why did I pull her?

One simple reason: scythe

[egophiliac]

(this one's been getting stolen a lot, so please be aware that if you see this anywhere else (even with credit), it's been reposted against my wishes! please do not use my art in your videos/reupload to pinterest/etc., thanks!)

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gargoyle Mal is everything I've ever dreamed of and more. his little raincoat! his umbrella! I hope he really does have big ol' stompy rainboots to splash around in puddles in. I hope they have little faces on them.

(Twst please give me Malleus having a rainy day adventure, this is everything I need right now)

[kqeyaz]

Dick!!! Dick and Balls all over my screen!!!!!

[krysmcscience]

Did somebody say Bill shouldn't be allowed to swear? I think somebody said Bill shouldn't be allowed to swear. Thanks to that, have these retooled The Good Place jokes:

The "powers that be" can refer to either the Theraprism staff, the Axolotl, or just. Ya know. Disney in general. Or all three! Whichever you think is funniest. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The "party" Bill's referring to is Weirdmageddon, of course. He was quite the ashhole to everyone back then.

Ford has probably gotten pretty good at the 'tune out your psychopathic ex with dank memes' challenge.

It must be very cathartic to be able to make Bill shut up whenever you want with just the press of a button. I'm sure Ford doesn't abuse this ability at all.

Oh, sure, 'Not now,' he says, before he immediately backs out of the newly-made hole in the Theraprism wall. 🙄

Don't worry, Bill doesn't get far.

also yeah i know this one doesn't have an attempted swear - i just wanted to use the joke because of the massive stink-eye involved in it because it makes me laugh

⬇️ More goofs beneath the brief ramble if you wanna skip it lmao⬇️

Why is Ford even there, you might ask? Well, he either decided he preferred to watch Bill suffer in person over being distantly and repeatedly harassed with the same evil desperation book for the rest of his life, or he got roped into some kind of contrived community service for 1.) all his many counts of interdimensional thievery, and 2.) his ignoring all the very clear warnings to NOT summon Bill in the first place (which I like to imagine is also illegal). Theraprism staff were just like, 'Wait, this guy matters to Bill? Ooh, we can USE that! It might be the only thing that can help him want to get better!' It is not considered that throwing Ford at Bill so soon after Weirdmageddon could instead make them both WORSE - in new and altogether special ways! :D

Anyway, I'm calling it the Community Service AU, and I am most likely not going to do anything else with it beyond appropriating these silly Good Place jokes. So, feel free to adopt the concept if y'all wanna??? Just make sure that Bill is still not allowed to swear, no matter what, full stop. It's gotta be a real linguistic corkblork of a situation for him, is all I'm sayin'.

Finally, have these bonus Good Place jokes, but with Handyman!Bill this time:

'Opposite tortures' doesn't sound so bad...at least until it's an all-powerful chaos entity known for torture saying it.

you may think i forgot mabel's cute pink cheeks but the truth is that i did in fact forget but then immediately stopped caring which makes it okay, SHHHHHHH

And, finally:

lmao this is shit

True facts, if you cram Season 1 Eleanor Shellstrop and Michael into a singular triangle shape, they turn into Bill Cipher. This is science, look it up. Or don't, and just trust the source that is me, bro.

Anyway, I should be in bed, y'all have fun with these, I guess. Tune in after like a week or so and maybe I'll have an addendum to my comic about how Bill was drawn naked for karaoke night. Because him actually being naked was not the only thing I considered as a plausible explanation. XD

Also if you see any inconsistencies or errors in any of these comics, No You Do Not :D

Also also, reblogs are rad as hell and I appreciate every single one, just don't repost, please and thanks. Every time a repost is made, an artist somewhere cries. :,)

[the-talented-tink]

The Stealer | Oneshot

In which Tink breaks into Mayor Hades Acheron's office to get a glimpse at the files he has on the MAFIA

The sun had long set and for once Tink was nowhere near her club. She had her faithful employees take over the shift for this night and she was going to do something important! Something where she could show someone else just how amazing she was. And, conveniently enough, just how much better at breaking into things Tink could be than Vidia. It was a win-win really! 

If Tink was able to focus on more than that proud determination to best an old rival, she might think about how this was very much not legal and could get her into trouble. Unfortunately, Tink didn’t think about the negative side to what she was doing. How could she when the strongest feeling that she had was this one. This determination had been her constant companion since she had first learned she was a tinker talent and the other fairies laughed because their talents were somehow cooler. 

Well, those sodding nutbrains would learn their lesson one day. Starting with this absolutely flawless break in. Tink watched for the coast to be clear before she switched to her pixie size, fluttering over toward a bush just under the window that she had made sure was propped open. She gathered the items she had pieced together to help her in her quest in the little bag she had to keep them in, her wings propelling her up to the window this time, just managing to squeeze under the gap with her little bag and make her way into town hall. She had mapped it out before in her head, and knew which way she would have to go to get to Hades’ office. 

It all just looked a little different when she was smaller.

She wasn’t worried, however, as the great thing about town hall was that the mayor’s office was on the ground floor. They didn’t make it particularly complicated at all to get there. That was their mistake and her benefit as she flew past the courtroom, some law offices, the bathrooms, and finally… there it was. Hades Acheron’s office as mayor. Now here there was no window for Tink to wiggle through, but that was still no problem.

Tink would just go ahead and go through the lock. It would be a tight squeeze for sure, but it would mean less evidence left behind and all that. She went ahead and carefully pushed her bag through the hole of the doorknob first, and then she wiggled her way through after it, hissing a little as her hips got snagged at the end. Ugh, this was what she got for having slightly wider hips.

The fairy cursed and wiggled her hips and tugged with her arms, pushing her little bag through the rest of the way of the lock and watching it drop to the ground of the office. That was one problem solved, for now. She grumbled at her own body and forced herself forward, just managing to squeeze her hips through and tumbling out of the lock and flipping in the air for a good minute before righting herself. Well, that could have gone slightly better.

Tink’s wings had steadied her, and now that she had, she was able to dive down and scoop up her little bag, carrying it over to the mayor’s desk, where his computer was just…resting there. She didn’t bother to go back to her big size. Not yet. It would be so much easier to tamper with the password setting if she remained small. She went ahead and moved to the base of the computer, pulling out her bag again and grabbing out the toolset she’d made for herself. 

From the studies she did have, she knew the different parts of the computer, and she knew where she would have to go in and reset in order to get through the password protection system. It took her a minute to unscrew a part of the computer side to get into the mainframe. But she got it. And with that she got to work, focusing on the part that would need to be altered, using the little tool she had created and tweaking it to a way that it would work best for her. 

Once she had done that she pulled back from the mainframe and went ahead and put the screw back where it belonged, making sure the base of the computer still looked the same as ever. Then she set her little bag down on the desk and finally made herself big. She smirked to herself and powered the computer on, ready to see her work done right. She let herself sit in the mayor’s comfy looking chair and propped her feet on the desk for a moment. Then she pulled out her phone and snapped a quick picture of herself. Oh yeah. Tink was living it up. 

As the computer finally powered on properly, she glanced at the screen. And…yes! She was in to the desktop with no password required at all. She smirked and went ahead and glanced through the folders on there, carefully going through until she finally found what she actually was looking for. She opened up the files regarding MAFIA and snapped pictures of each file that she found, making sure her camera got every detail possible.

Once she’d done that she exited out of the files and logged out of that profile, powering down the computer after. Tink made herself small once again and flitted back to the mainframe of the computer, tweaking that spot she had back as best she could, though she wasn’t quite sure if it would fix the whole password thing back. She was pretty sure it would.

In any case, she sealed up the computer again, grabbed her tool bag, and flew right back to the doorknob she had squeezed through earlier. “Jingles I wish this were less cramped,” she mumbled to herself as she once again tossed her bag in first and then wiggled her way in. She huffed and knocked her little bag out of the doorknob and then pulled herself hard from the get go, managing to yank her hips through a little quicker this time, thank the pixie dust tree. 

Tink dove down to collect her little bag of tinker tools and then flew right back to the window she had come in from, getting herself good and distant from town hall before she found a spot behind a tree where she could go big again and head back toward her own place. She pulled out her phone and texted Karen with her cute little picture for proof. I did it easy she boasted in her text, putting her phone back in her pocket and making her way back to her apartment.

[terrible-backpain]