#(yKNOW I LOVE YA)

[theoldkyokodied]

Uploading all my Tomgreg art at once from the past few week before season 4 hits, who knows in what kind of mental state i'm gonna be once it does :')

[skyblueartt]

Michael infodumping about immortal & the restless lore to an overtired Henry :)

THIS REQUEST MADE ME SO HAPPY AWH I love drawing these tragic guys smiling <3 (catch me going into an info-dump about how much I love the 'zombie Mike bonding with his severely depressed quote unquote "uncle" fanon idea bc. well it's my faveeee)

[tittysuckersworld]

@lotus-pear uhh congrats on 5k!!! this is first time doing a dtiy and am sorta still new to famdom but yee was fun draw(exept the face hand oh gob-) hope have nice day

(also is with fem dazai because...... women<3<3)

[swallowtail-ageha]

I think someone should study the fact that all of the moral issues people have with coleen hoover are just the modern day version of "this erotic literature will corrupt our pure women!"

[loopscereal]

YAAAAAAY SOLO 24 HORAS Y POR FIN ME PUEDO MORIR YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS okay ehm ehmmm uhh la cosa sub ttextoooo

jejeje ya se acaba ya se acabaaaa woooo

este dibujo era a la que me referia en este postttt, no se si lo ven pero ojala si akirhgsietkh its so 2010....

HES MATCHING WITH CHICA , CHILL /lovingly. anyway yeah chica has her own eye color, fox has his own eyecolor, they painted their nails together. friendship. idiots. thats it. ooo wholesome colors for once

yep they all have the shapes in suites of cards, some decks have an extra shape which is a star, and golden gets the king thing. ik the kings and queens have the shapes too but theyre distinct enough and hhghgh golden,,,, the lil daggerrrr. im thinking of a specific king card do not even worry about it....

tengo confianza que lo logrará :3 siiii amigosss yeaaaah yes por fin....

sipi! es una pulsera de la amistad!! todos matching!! que viva la amistad, los quiero muchoooo. uh lo que tenian en la mano era una liga con bolitas xq a Fred le gusta tener el pelo agarrado. se lo esta atando, digo, se supone lol

jejeje siii Goldennn ya sospechabaaa que algo estaba raro, desde cuandoooo lol. ese momento cuando todo el grupo apenas se esta enterando de algo que tu ya tenias tus teorias sobre yyyyy YAYYYY me agrada tanto que te guste :(((( quiero a Chica tantooooo es una niña tan lindaaaa wtf mannn me hace tan feliz que puedas sentir/entender su personalidad aunq no nos enfocamos en ella para nadaaaa (eso es pecado nuestro) i love her i promise

ALGUIEN NOTO Q FREDDY NO TIENE NINGUNA LUZ DE VIDA EN SUS OJOS VAMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOS WOOOOOOOOOOO YAAAAAAAAAAAAY yyyy yea bonnieeee lol supongo que usualmente está jorobado, así que quién sabe, lol, tbh todavía estoy jugando con su altura, pero siiiiiiiii me gusta que Bonnie tenga algo de altura ehm yeah el fondo... yeah yeah... mucho esfuerzo... yeah (el de mañana me costo la vida) (( bueno todo este proyecto me costo la vida...)) ehhhh YEAH los squiggles yeahyeah son sus colores :3 yeaaaaaah ehh en el boceto se puede ver que los hice cambiar de colorrrr yeaaaah yeahhh

jejeje a comerrrr a comerlooooss jejejeje me gusta ver que le asocias con un bonbon, si tiene esa forma toda suave tiene sentido

son unos nerrrrrd los quiero tantooo ToT

eeeh entro a eso la primera vez q perdio a Fred , cuando tenia 13,,, ehm. yeahhhh miedo tenia yeahhh,,,,, tenia mucho miedo y luego paso tiempo y se quedo vacio de nuevo. estuvo por mucho tiempo y aprendio a tocar la guitarra (y cantar) en su tiempo alla. pero obv sigue ahi mentalmente o no estaria en ese vestuarioooo no supera nada el pendejo... uhm la tarea de la pulsera de cereal y papel, era comerla, destrozarla, o tirarla. Era un ejercicio en dejar ir, de saber que las cosas son temporales, y que a veces tienes que tomar acion para crecer y avancar, pero no lo podía hacerlo.

YEAAAAAAH ME ENCANTA LA DIFERENCIA DE TAMAÑO EN SUS MANO RAHHHHH

TODOS SE PONGAN SE DE PIE Y APLAUDEN QUE MI HIJO LO HIZO, LO LOGRO, MI NIÑO PENDEJOOOOO LOOK AT HIM SMILE WITH TEETH WITH ESTA ENSEÑANDO SUS DIENTEEEESSSS SUS COLMILLOSSS <- (ODIA SUS DIENTES XQ ASUSTA LA GENTE)

jejejeje... mi coleccion.....

no thumbnail. tengo pereza, son las 2:30... get me out of here... ojala mañana lo pueda realizar xq solo toma unos 5 minutos en hacerlo, pero como ya son yas 2:30 en 5 minutos quiero caller muerti

[likesdoodling]

Happy 25th birthday to Technoblade!

Also- I may or may not colour these later, but that's gonna take forever, so like...

We shall see.

Anyway. This is a bunch of some of my favourite Technoblade moments, all jumbled together in no particular order

Btw, most of these are direct quotes, (I only paraphrased, like. 2. I think-) since I spent a good deal of yesterday trawling the internet to find the originals. Feel free to ask if you want to know where something comes from! Though I think most of them are pretty obvious. Probably.

RIP Technoblade

Technoblade Never Dies!

:D

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

All The Dead Lie Down

YA gothic romance

after her mother dies in a train crash, a girl gets a letter from her mother’s estranged childhood friend (a famous horror writer) with a job offer as a nanny

she takes it up, and finds herself minding two strange girls who have a habit of pulling dangerous pranks, in an eerie coastal estate

when their older sister shows up unexpectedly, she’s quickly drawn to her. but strange things are lurking and dead animals keep showing up, and she finds out that the family and their estate have many buried secrets

explores grief

[blarrghe]

haven't promoted this story in a minute because idk I got tired of tumblr and took a sort of break. Tomorrow I will be posting ch. 14, which is halfway through the story, so it's a great time to pick up...

The Hunter The Snake and the Fox

Rating: M | Category: M/M | Words: 27 081 | Chapters 13/28

Summary:

When Magister Dorian Pavus' expedition meets unexpectedly with a clan of unhappy Dalish elves, First Taren Lavellan may be the unhappiest among them. Unhappier still to be put to the task of helping to see his quest through. This is the tale of how a fortnight in the forests of the Free Marches can change everything.

And here's a long snippet from Ch. 3 for some Drama:

A sliver of light shone briefly in from a crack in the tent, and a leather-clad elf stomped through it. The elf barked something out towards the tent flap, and before Dorian could muster more than a groan, he stomped out again. Dorian blinked a few times after the fading blur of light.

Minutes went by. Possibly hours. Dorian’s head hurt. He tugged on the binds at his wrists, bending them uncomfortably this way and that. It only seemed to tighten them, so he stopped. His head began to clear. More time passed. He attempted to count the minutes. When the elf returned again, Dorian managed a few inquiring calls for attention. Things like, “Where are the others?”, and, “damnit, I’m talking to you!” His calls went ignored.

The elf poked his head back out into the bright daylight beyond the dark tent, and shouted something in grumpy Elvhen. Another elf soon pushed through the flap, they stomped grimly forward together, and then one on either side hoisted Dorian up by the elbows. 

Dorian’s legs were half asleep and still bound, painfully tingling with each jostling step as the two elves dragged him forward. He groaned. The elf on his right barked back something he was sure was an insult. His unwilling legs were dragged on.

Dorian did his best to make his case for answers and mercy as they went. “We have no qualms with you," he pleaded, " I know Tevinter hasn’t historically been kind to your people, but really, this expedition wants nothing to do with you, so if you’d simply let us go on our way…” 

Sharp grunt. 

“You’re making a huge mistake. Kill me, and you’d be inviting a war, do you have any idea who I am?” 

Angry Elvish epithet. 

“Dorian of house Pavus,” he said proudly, “ Magister Pavus as of recently, I have a fortune, you could be handsomely rewarded and —”

Big knife.

“— and a wife! And children! Please!” 

The big knife pressed closer to his throat. There was a bandage there already. 

“Alright! So I don’t have children, or a wife, but I am engaged, and —”

Dorian was shoved through a tent flap by the elf holding the knife, who wound up at his back as his second captor pushed his unstable and bound legs down into a kneel.

“Relax, shemlin,” said a low voice. 

Thank the Maker, Dorian thought, blinking now at the woven mat he’d been forced upon, its zigzagged pattern slowly coming into view in his still foggy vision. Finally, here was someone who spoke the Trade speech. King's Tongue, they called it in the south. Crude. In Tevinter, the nobility still had its own.  

Dorian’s eyes rose from the ground to take in warmly lit canvas walls draped in soft pelts and colourful woven blankets. He knelt near a smouldering fire pit. Smoke was rising up through a narrow hole in the tent’s roof. Through its haze, in a grand and intricately carved wooden seat, sat a man. The man stood, and Dorian watched leather-wrapped feet pace forward, around, circling him. There were more seats, less grand but still intricately carved, all around the fire pit. None sat in them except for one old woman. She sat still and proud, squinting at him through the smoke. 

Dorian lifted his gaze all the way up to the face of the man who was just now finishing his pacing examination of him. An elvhen mage stood before Dorian with his staff planted firmly on the ground between them. He was not tall, but stood in towering regalness over Dorian all the same. His posture was straight, his shoulders strongly set and covered with a heavy green cloak woven through with threads of blue and gold. He wore his deep auburn hair in a long, thick braid hung over one shoulder, and he held his carved, spiralling wooden staff in both hands, emanating power. 

“You are Master Pavus ,” said the standing elf, speaking down to him. 

“Master Pavus was my father,” Dorian replied, flashing the man a winning smile, “as I am evidently your prisoner, it seems only fitting that you simply call me Dorian.” 

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[n0bluev]

@fushiglow hmm….wonder who i’d draw this for all of a sudden and why… 🤔🤔

[undrsk0re]

Yknow what

Yea im probably rabiosexual i feel like that

[yesokayiknow]

rewatching the wedding of river song just for those five minutes of all three ponds sitting down at home and talking ;-;

[luck-of-the-drawings]

THE BOYS ARE BACK IN TOWN (TO GET SPLATTERED) OOH MYSTERY! PANIC! DRAMA! EMOTIONS!! LOTS N LOTS OF MEAT, SCARES, AND DICK-OUT FUN! BLOOD IN THE BAYOU HAS GOT IT ALL BABY!!!

blood in the bayou would make SUUUCh a great campy horror movie, its real in my heart, so real.....

[smol-tired-binch-blog]

Biofluff Prompt 4: Scars/Healing

Guess who remembered he had Bioshock OCs and a reason to draw them.

Will and Evelyn bonding and healing with him teaching her to play piano.

[royalwilmon]

Heyy ♥️ I want to ask something.

When is the next episode of friends with benefits fic? 🫶🏻

here's the good news... it's got my full attention now that pirates is officially published

the chapter as it stands is a bit of a Mess right now and it needs a lot of work. i am so excited for it though and i desperately want to get it done and out into the world, i knowwwww y'all will love it. i don't want to make any promises, but im really really trying to have it done well before season 3. i think that's totally doable, so fingers crossed

here are some little details about alve and margot's wedding to hopefully drum up some excitement:

the ceremony takes place at oscarskyrkan and the reception is at grand hôtel

wille has three significant convos with characters we haven't really interacted with in tomt yet before he gets a chance to talk to simon

jimmy buffett is involved in a significant way. as he should be in all things. RIP king i miss u

[pettyprocrastination]

random story idea that popped into my head while listening to music today 

Wife of a king who basically does all that work while he does whatever he wants. Council meetings, attending royal court and hearing the concerns of the people, tending to and visiting other noble houses, basically it all falls onto her shoulder while the king (who does come from time to time) spends his time in brothels and travelling to fight and fuck whenever he wants without no actual responsibility. He sires no legitimate heirs but many bastards, who he never acknowledges but his wife goes out of her way to find each one and essentially raise them as their own children within the castle despite the fact that their father does not acknowledge them as his children nor are they given the royal name. They grow up well trained (but resenting their father) in well-off positions such as knights and members of the city watch who care for the queen greatly while also fighting (and winning) every war their father begins with other kingdoms. Maybe The king tries to divorce his wife after years of marriage, claiming that she could never provide him a proper heir and intends on marrying another woman (maybe claiming her heir as his own? so somebody could inherit the crown idk idk) but basically ending in all of his bastards rising up and killing him as an act to defend their mother, properly usurping him and announcing her as the reigning queen, willing to kill anybody who tries to say otherwise. 

[uygfiug]

:DDD yay !!!