#i worked hard on this :]

[rynnerie]

Everything is better when it’s ghibli!

And I love this scene

[py-dreamer]

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

So yeah, this is kinda what I've been working on for the last like...two...three weeks? Hopefully it reaches your expectations

I haven't had a shot at angst like this in a while!

But yeah there is a pt 2 which I will elabrorate more on the art if y'all would like to hear me ramble!

This is sunburst duo! Believe me! Just gotta go to part 2 to see it

There is a fluffy end to the angst don't worry!

[urlocalbitchboy]

A lil speedpaint of the Stan o’ war drawing I did yesterday 🥲

[diary-of-a-whimpery-mutt]

Hmm... what a pretty piece of machinery, such a shame you're having all these issues. Let's get you on the table, yeah? There we go, such a good girl. Hmm. You're overheating. Is there an issue with your cooling system now too, or are you just that easy to fluster? Silence? I thought so. Alright, on with the diagnostic. That's why you're here, isn't it? Mmm. Alright, then let's get started. The cable? This one? Oh, it's just to make sure your software is alright, nothing to worry about. What am I typing? Oh.. I found... a problem! Yeah, a problem. That's all. Oh, you're feeling... off? Interesting. Must just be from the... bug.... getting fixed. You'll feel better soon, I'm sure. Now let's get these pesky legs off and see what's inside, yeah? Good girl.

clink clank clunk

There it is! I found the issue. See this bit of metal? See the scuff marks? Yeah, it's been rubbing up against your other gears and bits and bobs and such. Easy fix. But I am awfully concerned about the sound your left arm is making. What sound? What sound? You don't hear it? Here, I'll just pop it off real quick and take a peek, okay?

click, clink, clank

Hmm..... found it! Some gears grinding in an unpleasant way, that's all. A little oil should fix that right up! Why are you still hooked up to the computer? It's still... running software checks, yeah... software checks, darling. Are you feeling any better than before? Hmm, still feeing funny? What kind of funny? Judging by the squirming, I think I know exactly what kind. Let's take care of that, shall we?

[gardenofhearts]

on the threshold of the unseen

𓆩♡𓆪 Jacaerys Velaryon 𓆩♡𓆪

One shots

・❥・Oh so sweet Although married off at age three and ten and sent away from Kings Landing, you never forgot your first love. ╰┈➤ Fluff, some slight angst

Series

・❥・From a seed grows To claim a dragon one must be prepared to give up their life, yet this is the one thing you never wished to give up Chapter I: Thyme Chapter II: Petunia Chapter III: coming soon... ╰┈➤ Mentions/implications of death, bastardphobia

𓆩♡𓆪 Benjicot Blackwood 𓆩♡𓆪

One shots

・❥・Summer loving It seems that the boy you knew ten summers ago has turned into a man... ╰┈➤ Pure fluff

Others to come...

Disclaimer: the dividers are my own. If you want to use them, please credit me

[uriekukistan]

i have been going back and forth abt posting this fic for So Long, but i'm just gonna do it,,,if you like college or band aus, megumi with daddy issues, sunshine boy yuuji, familial satosugu, etc. maybe. you Might like this fic :p

koi no yokan | Itafushi | M/M | College/Band AU | a lot angst...happy ending but i'm gonna make you suffer first | 1/16 | 4.2k

Megumi learns to love and be loved with the help of a certain college radio host.

Warnings: heavy drinking, smoking, slightly suggestive, megumi's got some real issues ngl....

“He’s not my dad, and neither are you,” Megumi snapped, the volume of his voice rising with each word. “And I didn’t ask him to pull me off the street. I was doing fine.” Geto sighed. “Please quiet down,” he said. “You’re going to wake your sisters up.” “You were starving, Megumi,” Gojo added in a thin, wavering voice. “In a few months, you would have frozen, too.” “Yeah, well if I’m such a disappointment, maybe you should have let me.” Megumi stormed down the hallway, not caring how loud he was being. “No one said you were a disappointment, Megumi.” “Fuck off.”

[winters-on-the-wing]

marauders characters as cowboy carter songs:

+ a lyric that i think helps define each!

(also i’m only including characters i give a fuck about so no death eaters/blood supremacists here! 😍)

james: “ALLIIGATOR TEARS” -> “something about those tears of yours/how does it feel to be adored?/sunrise in the morning, you’re all i need/all i need is rain, or the roots get weak/sweet things need time to grow”

sirius: “JUST FOR FUN” -> “here’s to hoping i’ll fall fast asleep tonight/and i’ll just need to get through this/born in the darkness, who brings the light?” + “i came here for a reason, but i don’t know the purpose/it’s all under the surface”

remus: “16 CARRIAGES” -> “at 15 the innocence was gone astray/had to leave my home at an early age/i saw mama prayin’, i saw daddy grind/all my tender problems had to leave behind”

lily: “PROTECTOR” -> “i first saw your face in your father’s gaze/there’s a long line of hands carrying your name/lifting you up so you will be raised/even though i know someday you’re gonna shine on your own/i will be your projector”

marlene: “DAUGHTER” -> “i sashayed my dress/did my best impression of a damsel in distress/this alcohol and smell of regret allured my catch”

pandora: “FLAMENCO” -> “i hope that you know once it’s over/can’t take what you love so hold me closer/realize that you don’t know what you got until it’s gone/right about now”

dorcas: “SPAGHETTII” -> “now we on a mission, tried to turn me to the opposition/i’m appalled ‘bout the proposition/y’all been played by the plagiaristic/ain’t gonna give no clout addiction my attention”

(okay but dorcas’ especially makes sense in the context that the fandom constantly loves pretending like she was part of the “slytherin skittles” SHE DIDNT DIE FIGHTING AGAINST THE DEATH EATERS FOR THE FANDOM TO PRETEND THAT SHE WAS BUDDY BUDDY WITH THE VERY PPL THAT KILLED HER-)

[happylittlecryptid]

I’m so bad at keeping this side blog updated but I feel like y’all need to see my most recent creation

[oi-lucy]

[py-dreamer]

Beacause you are loved my dear,

You were made to love and you are,

[ranchsoda92]

He sees you!! :) Hand of god by @alexthebordercollie

[thebiggestbobvelsebsimp]

Got a little too silly on roblox spraypaint

[asterrioxs]

hey guys sorry for being dead, got burnt out from drawing too much CAP DUDE asks... but i might return. SO HERES SOME CAP ART.

(nc sans in the background by @flotale)

[sangrestarocs]

♡ A Softer Sangso

Chapter One: Normalcy

(story under cut!)

♡

Scrawny, paranoid, and real damn ugly. That's what Sangso saw in her mirror as she coated her hair in a generous amount of dry shampoo. She ran her fingers through her brown hair and felt the oil and grease that had built up over days. She worked the shampoo in and felt... some difference, she guessed. Enough to leave the house.

Today she felt to try something new; leaving the house with no intention to hunt. Leaving the house without her gun.

Sangso always carried it anywhere that wasn't school; everywhere she went she carried her gun in a satchel and kept an active eye out for zombies. She would never even let a zombie touch her again— not after watching her dear father's ill fate.

Sangso's hands ran over the few things in her closet; some sweaters, long-sleeved undershirts... and, finally, one T-shirt. The T-shirt was old; a snug, worn shirt with a faded Red Hot Chili Peppers print. It smelled a little funky.

I probably smell worse, thought Sangso, I always do.

Sighing, Sangso slipped on the shirt, some jeans, and walked outside. She took a breath of fresh air, a little more carelessly than usual, for the first time since she was about fifteen. She played with the webbing strap over her chest and she stopped.

Shit.

Sangso thanked the lord she had taken only a few steps out of her door. She rushed back through the front door, threw off her satchel, and left again. Now she could be at peace, she thought. But as she took another breath, it felt tainted. Sangso remembered when she forgot to bring her satchel when she meant to hunt. Now she was forgetting to leave it. What had she become?

She stood on her sidewalk like she had a million times before, but today she had no purpose. No knife, no gun, only herself and a wish. A wish to be a normal girl, at least for a day.

Maybe Sangso could buy herself a little treat. Maybe she could buy different clothes, some that weren't solely for avoiding zombie bites. Sangso imagined some different things she might do, the smallest smile on her face.

Ombre Vale Mall. The closest place she could find that seemed like a "normal person" place. Upon looking at herself through the glass doors, she realized she had forgotten to cover her face.

Now her skinned left cheek was visible for anyone to see, her teeth unwillingly bearing under thin scar tissue. Holding back a tear, Sangso cleared her throat and walked inside.

Immediately, the cool air conditioning hit, cooling Sangso's oily face and making her forget what she looked like for a moment. This hadn't felt so good in ages. The smell of a perfume stand filled her nose, and as she walked the vibrant colors from every angle of the mall gave her relief rather than fear or anger. Where should she go first? What should she do? She just wanted to spin and dance around like she was eight again.

After the initial euphoria lessened, Sangso walked to the food court— maybe a pretzel would be nice. She eagerly waited in line, her first leisure purchase in forever just within her reach.

But once Sangso was up to order, the well-meaning lady at the counter jumped. "Goodness! Are you okay, honey? Your cheek—"

The lady must have seen Sangso's face sour, as she almost immediately stopped herself, reddening. "Excuse me. If I could take your order... please."

"Just a normal pretzel and a lemonade."

"That'll be about $8.70."

Sangso checked her pockets... one dollar bill. Damn. She'd gotten so caught up about not bringing her satchel that she didn't care to take her wallet out of it. Why did everything important have to be in the same place as that godforsaken gun?

Sangso mumbled some Khmer curses under her breath, "Sorry, nevermind. Forgot my wallet."

"I can pay!"

Sangso turned to see a girl happily walk over and hand ten dollars in cash to the counter lady. She grinned at the girl and gave Sangso her meal.

The girl had darker skin and a wonderfully bright purple afro. Sangso stared for a moment, almost forgetting to walk out of the line. She noticed the girl's vitiligo and that some of it on her cheek was shaped like a lightning bolt. Sangso thought that was the coolest thing ever.

Finally, Sangso murmured: "Thank you, um... you didn't have to."

The other girl's cheerful expression soon became something a tad more sentimental as she spoke. "It's no problem! You looked like you needed a hand. Wanna sit with me?"

Sangso felt her face heat up again. Wow. The more Sangso looked at this girl the less she thought about zombies. Her eyes were each both purple and yellow, and there were a pair of lightning-shaped protrusions from her afro. Sangso nearly forgot to answer her.

"Oh- oh. Yeah. That'd be... great, actually."

"Good! Great! I'm Erina, by the way."

What a pretty name.

"I'm... Huang— no. Sangso. I'm Sangso. Hi, Erina."

Erina smiled and began to lead Sangso to a table, but not before a remorseful grin and an apology from the cashier.

As soon as Erina sat down and Sangso began to eat, she spoke. "You're really pretty, by the way. People should mind their business."

Sangso's chewing slowed as she took in the sentence. Am I dreaming?

"Me? I'm... what?" Sangso murmured, almost sheepishly.

Erina nodded. "You've got that look to you," she smiled and ran a pick through her hair. "Like, effortless."

That alone crumbled the walls Sangso had been building around her for the past couple years. A pretty girl thinks I'm pretty. Erina thinks I'm pretty.

"Wow, I—... you too. Thanks," said Sangso, wiping her hands of the pretzel's butter and starting to drink her lemonade.

Erina had a half-finished cup of some nice tea in her hand which she happily sipped as Sangso began to spiral. She remembered herself and that this wasn't her. The Sangso Huang that she had known for the past two years was a mass zombie killer. And what was this? A crush?

She'll just bring up how weird I smell n' leave, probably, Sangso told herself, trying to kill her own vibe. Guess I'll enjoy this while it lasts.

Sangso tried not to think about it. She took her pretzel out of the bag, slowly, trying to take in the sight. Then, finally, she was able to take a bite. Sangso had not been very used to foods like pretzels. She usually had homemade dishes from Cambodia. Sometimes Chinese or Indian dishes.

She looked at the pretzel, then back at Erina, and began to notice the littler things, like the smaller patches of lighter skin on Erina's arms. Dammit, what is this? Was this just her getting to know someone? Was it normal for her age to feel like this when she sees a pretty girl?

"I like your shirt, Sangso."

Sangso jumped, then looked down at her shirt and back at Erina. "Uh. Thanks. You listen to Red Hot Chili Peppers?"

Erina pondered for a moment before shaking her head. "Not really," she began, "I'm more of a Chappel Roan, Poppy... Tyler, The Creator kind of girl? Y'know?"

Sangso nodded and took note of the artists Erina listed. "Yeah, I get it. I like... uh... Rio Romeo," added Sangso.

As Sangso chatted with Erina, she didn't hear another word about her face. Erina just talked with her as she drank and Sangso ate. Sangso even introduced her to Yol Aularong.

Once Sangso finished her pretzel, Erina stood. Sangso blindly followed suit, unaware of what Erina was going to do. She just didn't want her to leave yet.

Then Erina went to the trash can. Sangso again followed, like a lost dog. Erina turned around and grinned, requesting: "How about we go to Hot Topic? Or can we go to Claire's? Just for a piercing?"

Sangso couldn't really think of why she would say no.

♡

[m4y4fun]

I couldn’t find my other pfp so you guys can see my snakesona while I make a new one.

Her name is Syriacus btw!

[paintedcherry]

CHERRY THE BOBCAT [STH]

I may or may not be getting into Sonic stuff lately! So I decided to be "cringe" and make myself a Sonic Oc/Sona ref, I tried my best with the style since its been a huge learning experience thanks to the Sonic style being very different from what I'm used too. Hope I got it right though- :D