#Back With A Vengeance

[80s-music-tourney]

The previous poll has decided, Talking Heads is back in the game!

[momomallowart]

The new CG has me in a mood (and the mood is punk goes pop) ʕ≧ᴥ≦ʔ🤘

[thescribblings]

I have decided that my last post was a wip

Here's the finished product(s)

Was quite fun to play around with, and i don't know what possessed me to create these

Have nice day :]

[badlydrawnjake]

hey guys

[thechaseofspades]

Hello everyone welcome to June.

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[icywaddle]

Kanamafu Roommates AU [2/?]

The melodic twittering of some sort of bird roused Kanade from her slumber. She sat up, leaning against the headboard of her bed and yawning. As she stretched her arms, she glanced around, noticing an empty hole in the blankets next to her. Her momentary confusion quickly wore off as she began to recall what had happened last night. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she buried her face in her hands, oddly embarrassed.

… Nothing serious actually happened last night.. so why am I…

She was drawn out of her musings by the soft sound of Mafuyu’s voice coming from the doorway.

“Kanade? Are you awake?”

Mafuyu peeked her head in through the door, her purple hair still slightly tangled. A carton of orange juice rested in one of her hands, an empty glass in the other.

“Ah- Yes.”

Kanade nodded, swinging her legs off the bed and yawning again.

“What time is it..?”

Disappearing from the doorway, Mafuyu quickly returned, this time without the juice and glass.

“5:30. Sorry for waking you up, I still need to get to school. If I start missing days…”

Mafuyu trailed off, but they both knew what she meant. If the school noticed Mafuyu was continually absent, they’d inevitably check back home. And when they did that.. Kanade shuddered at even the thought of Mafuyu’s mother, her distaste for the woman bringing a bitter taste to her mouth. Noticing Kanade’s discomfort, Mafuyu flicked the lights on and walked back to the kitchen, ignoring Kanade’s sleepy grumbling at the bright light assaulting her eyes.

“I’ll finish making breakfast and head out.”

Mafuyu called from the hallway, her voice growing fainter and fainter. Kanade mumbled another groggy complaint before staggering out of bed and rummaging in her closet for something to wear. She switched out her pants, glancing into her closet and pondering what to wear. Standing there in her bra - which was more of a tank top than a bra, she peered into her closet, searching for a shirt among the hangers and hangers of jackets. Too late, she realized she hadn’t closed the door when she heard Mafuyu’s footsteps rounding the corner.

“Kanade, how do you want your eggs-”

Mafuyu paused, as if processing the scene in front of her. Neither girl dared to move, unwilling to break the silence.

“Ah-! Sorry-”

In a mild panic, Kanade dove into her closet, disappearing for a few seconds before returning with her arms stuck halfway into a black t-shirt. She attempted to rearrange her limbs and get the shirt on properly, but quickly realized her efforts were futile.

“U-Uh..”

Kanade mumbled, cheeks flushing.

“Sorry, Mafu-”

Before she could finish, she felt cold hands on her arms, gently tugging at the fabric of the shirt. She jumped at the sudden contact, but sheepishly accepted her help. Mafuyu slid Kanade’s shirt down over her head, patting her shoulders. She glanced down, meeting Kanade’s embarrassed gaze. For a moment, Kanade almost thought she saw the barest hint of pink tinging Mafuyu’s cheeks. They stood there, Mafuyu’s hands gently resting on Kanade’s shoulders, Kanade staring up at her. Then, Mafuyu drew back, sliding her hands off of Kanade and clearing her throat.

“I came to ask… How do you usually like your eggs..?”

Kanade blinked, drawing herself out of her stupor and slapping her hands to her cheeks. Mafuyu unconsciously leaned forward, concerned, but Kanade shook herself off and responded.

“A-Ah… I’m not picky.”

She mumbled, cheeks still faintly pink.

“I’ll have what you have. Or whatever’s easiest.”

Mafuyu blew out a breath, hesitating a moment before nodding and turning to head out of the room.

“O-Okay.”

The smallest stutter managed to make its way into her voice before she left the room, immediately burying her face in her hands as she walked briskly down the corridor. That image of Kanade stayed in her mind, hovering in her vision like an overlay and refusing to leave. Now thoroughly ashamed, Mafuyu quickly ran through her plan for the day, grabbing the kettle to pour a cup of tea and desperately trying to shake from her vision the lingering flashes of Kanade’s soft white hair, her tender smile, her beautiful blue eyes..

A sudden wetness on her fighters shakes Mafuyu from her ruminations, prompting her to hiss a curse and quickly put the kettle back down as the boiling hot tea ran over her fingers. She barely felt anything, only a vaguely uncomfortable tingling on her fingers and the barest hint of pain.

“Mafuyu!?”

Apparently, Kanade had heard her. She came running into the kitchen, inhaling sharply when she saw Mafuyu’s quickly reddening hands.

“Shit… Here, keep your hand under the water!”

Kanade flicked the tap on, making sure the water was lukewarm before gently guiding Mafuyu’s hand into the stream. Mafuyu winced almost imperceptibly at the pain, but kept her hand under the flowing water.

“Make it a bit cooler every 30 seconds or so.”

Mumbled Kanade, opening drawers and cabinets in search of something. She finally found it, holding it up triumphantly. It was a small red medicine box, and Kanade opened it, sifting through until she grabbed a clear plastic roll. Mafuyu flicked the handle down a notch, still watching Kanade, who was walking towards her with the roll in hand.

“Is that for wrapping my fingers?”

Mafuyu asked, tilting her head. Kanade nodded, awkwardly placing it down on the countertop next to the sink and moving to stand next to Mafuyu.

“Yeah.. I burned myself a while ago while preparing some noodles, so I figured it’d come in handy since I handle hot water a lot.”

Kanade leaned in, brushing her shoulder lightly against Mafuyu’s as she examined her hands. She winced, eyes taking in the reddening skin.

“Well… Keep it under the water for a little longer. After that, I can help you wrap it up and…”

She paused, seeming to contemplate something. After a moment, Mafuyu stepped in, finishing her sentence tentatively.

“And then I’ll head to school..?”

Kanade shook her head, seeming conflicted.

“… I don’t want you to go.”

She quietly whispered, shaking her head.

“.. Huh-?”

Mafuyu glanced down at Kanade, tilting her head. Kanade, realizing what she had said, shook her head again, harder this time.

“N-Not like that- well- I mean-”

She stuttered for a moment, pausing to take a breath before continuing.

“Your dominant hand is injured. You won’t be able to write. I don’t think you’ll get much done in school even if you do go.”

Pausing, Mafuyu considered her situation. If she went anyway, she wouldn’t be able to take notes or solve problems, and her hand would be in stinging pain all day. If she stayed, she could finally rest. And.. she could spend some time with…

“But… If I don’t go, my mother-”

Her worries push their way back to the forefront of her mind, bursting out of her mouth in a fearful cascade. Kanade turned and reached her arms around Mafuyu, gently embracing her. Mafuyu hesitates a moment before burying her face in Kanade’s shoulder, breathing in the faint floral scent of her hair.

“To hell with her.”

Kanade murmurs, twining her right hand with Mafuyu’s unharmed left.

“What do you want to do?”

Mafuyu, wrapped in Kanade’s warm arms and holding her hand, made a selfish decision. Finally, for the first time, she answered for her own happiness instead of someone else’s.

“… I want to rest.”

[bahbzxxx]

Once I get this into the wild it would be cool but I’m considering writing the most atrocious deconstruction of Venti and the nameless bards relationship to the point where ven-ven gets so consumed with jealousy (and prolly intimidation/fear that turns into an obsession), spirals out of control, and maybe or maybe not goes batshit insane 🫡

Like I get it, I did the story quest…it’s heartbreaking…

but that’s a very f-ed up way to live, isn’t it? Living with somebody else’s face…

There’s gotta be another reason. Keep in mind, would you, that Venti is probably the least free person in Teyvat…

The bard got to die, but bro got to die free.

[the-gayest-tree-you-ever-did-see]

congrats on being jesus!!!! i always believed in youuuu (deletes exmormon youTube history)

haha thanks i like sex and also drugs<3 and yk what else i like?? YOU

[black-quadrant]

[goddesssfrequency]

The Return!

Greetings and Salutations !! I was reminiscising on how much fun I used to have on tumblr and tried my hand at logging in! Anyways Im back and better but of course Im different . Im still into the sugar life but from a more nuanced angle ! I cant wait to talk about the 4B movement and the economy too. The convo may cover the same ground it used to but I have not only elevated but take each day like a lesson in class . Im not really going to follow a cookie cutter approach to my content and wanted to make it clear up front that I havent logged back in since like ....2020...I could be wrong but yeah its been ages. If your interested in an elevated dialogue and commentary about these times then stay tuned ....MY PRETTIES <3

lets stir the pot and transmute the negativity in oppuuurtunity<3

[savageboar]

hold on some of the bladderwort survived and came back?

[hollytree33]

Okay okay now that I’m done with these I wanted to post them all together so you can see how the bottom two sort of mirror the top two! I’ve been so excited to finish these so I could show y’all the full picture.

If you’re seeing these for the first time they are The Hanged Man, The Chariot, The High Priestess, and Judgement!

For anyone interested, the original sketches are under the cut!

The sketch for the first one is not included because I did that before I started planning anything.

As you can see they changed quite a bit as I worked on them! The high priestess was originally the two of swords and judgement had a bunch of people that I ended up abandoning.

Bonus: my unfinished procrastination drawing of Shiv with her hart and the golden halla

[mayasdeluca]

Welcome Home Wynonna. The official trailer for Wynonna Earp: #Vengeance is finally here and coming to Tubi this fall.

[coatl-cuddles]

Hello, Sky? Yes, I'd like to order three (3) doomed, self-fullfilling prophecy princes? Thank youuu

[hollowtakami]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ keigo understands how difficult depression can be. no matter how many symptoms you show, any mood swings or crying spells; he will always be there for you.

sending his feathers to grab a soft blanket, some water and light foods - crackers, pre-chopped fruit, anything he could try and help you eat. his bird instincts tend to kick in when you feel low, he wants to care for you, provide for his mate. he's so loving and gentle. it makes you wonder what he had to go through to be so soft.

he keeps a few feathers around the house when he's out on patrols or any missions, he leaves his jacket at home no matter how cold it is so you can keep it with you. he'd thank the world for biting his skin with the wind if it meant his baby bird was happy.

[tiger-grace]

I feel like in Gotham there’s crime rumor mills just based on who from the batfam is on patrol and their family drama bc it greatly impacts the violence level the melee criminals will receive 😭😭

Joker Goon #1: hey we still on for the shipment tonight?

Joker Goon #2: we delayed it. Red Hood just had a fight with his dad

Joker Goon #1: ah.

Bank Teller: hey man for your own safety you might want to get out of here early

Robber: I am literally holding a gun to your head?? wdym

Bank Teller: Nightwing is PISSED tonight

Robber: what- oh. he’s rampaging isn’t he