#I LOW KEY REGRET THIS

[zeawesomeness]

Your art style is very smooth and cute very soft but a thick hard lineart the colors are smooth and light not too bright tho

Hope this helps ^^

I TRIED IT!!! … and I hate it… :(

I am so sorry Alya for butchering you like this.

[hyakunana]

The Dark Future - Chapter 4 - Unguarded

Took a while to work on this chapter because of Lightfall release, but the vex mythoclast oath project continues and reaches close to halfway!

And a heads up, this is a fan adaptation project with the purpose of personal practice and portfolio, so feedbacks are more than welcome  🌠

Previously:

The Dark Future - Chapter 1 - Family Line

The Dark Future - Chapter 2 - Itinerant Mendicant

The Dark Future - Chapter 3 - Towerless

Plus! If you prefer to read all pages in one go (ou você fala PT-BR assim como esta que vos fala), click here for my drive folder with all the pages so far  👀

Enjoy!

[somerandoidkletmein2]

Can You tell what my favorite AM Monolog is?

[eye-of-the-hawk]

Easy, girl.

[magicalgrimm]

Au heed where she’s a runaway from P.E.A.C.E. And is trying desperately to escape the grasp of her abusers and trying to make new friends.

Here’s the page without the censor

[ineedsleepfr]

I saw a lot of spoilers for season 4 before I was able to actually watch it- and this was one of the first things that I thought of when I saw ink mk and monkey mk

[coffeexafterxmidnight]

I have no idea what I'm doing but uh

Hi people in the Overwatch fandom! Let me introduce you to my omnic doctor OC!

Jillian "Jill" Herrera-Cortez - Caretaker

"Don't you worry, I'm the best mechanic in Mexico City."

A young woman with bright gray eyes, long black hair held up in a high ponytail, and freckled medium brown skin. She’s on the chubby side, but agile, with legs built for sprinting and calloused hands. She’s also short - 5’2, not counting the ponytail or boots. She prefers casual clothes - hoodies, t-shirts, overalls and jumpsuits left with the tops tied around her waist and the legs cut off at various lengths. Jill always keeps her safety goggles and collapsible toolkit on her - never know when an emergency will happen.

(forgive the somewhat outdated and inaccurate picrew, I can't draw.)

Jill is a talented mechanic who runs a dubiously legal Omnic clinic in Mexico City. Compassionate to a fault, she works hard to take care of those who come through her doors. She's not afraid to take risks, and her reckless behavior has gotten her hurt many times, but she keeps getting back up again because she believes she's needed. All she wants, in her heart, is to be like her childhood hero Mercy. She'd be a perfect fit for Overwatch... Which is probably why I tend to play her being kidnapped by Talon or Null Sector and forced to work for them instead, haha

Full backstory, written first person POV, under the cut:

Truth is, I try not to think about it. It’s easier to keep a secret, if it’s not always on the tip of your tongue. Maybe I’m the only person who thinks it’s a secret - I mean, who didn’t lose loved ones during the Omnic Crisis? But if I keep it to myself - tell my patients that my parents died in a car accident, if I really have to - then, maybe they’ll be more inclined to trust me. It wasn’t their fault what happened. I don’t hate them. Nobody should hate them.

When I was eight, I got in trouble at the orphanage for it, but by the time I was thirteen, I’d gotten good at it. How could I not? Didn’t matter how the nuns punished me, I wasn’t going to stand by and watch people hurt other people. And standing up for the Omnics never worked, so… I did other things. Misdirection, hiding the victims wherever I could, even the occasional dirty trick. But it wasn’t enough. I don’t see how no one understands - the Omnics are people. I feel more in tune with them than any human. When I was a child, I saw it so clearly. I was looked at the same way they were.

Nobody wanted me either.

I broke the law a lot, to get what I needed. They don’t just leave Omnic blueprints lying around online. At first I felt guilty, and scared. I wondered what would happen to the people around me if I got caught. Seems a bit silly now, doesn’t it? But I wanted to do more. I wanted to help. So I moved away when I was 16, set up a home in a rundown building, and put it back together. I fixed things for humans - still do! - and I bartered, and I negotiated, and I begged for what I needed. I stole. I survived. And nobody seemed to notice, when the Omnics slipped in through the door in the back, or when they came back out. Well, maybe one of my neighbors did, but she never said anything.

And the word got out. That I was kind. That I was safe. That I was good. That I was the best damn mechanic in Mexico City. That’s what I tell my patients, whenever I see them. I haven’t lost any of them, not a single one. Call that a miracle.

It was never just one powerful, traumatic moment. It was a thousand little cuts that led me here. And don’t get me wrong. I don’t hate humans. I can’t imagine hating such a vast, amazing quantity of life. There’s nothing wrong with being human. There’s nothing wrong with being Omnic.

Even now I just don’t understand why my remaining family never took me home. I had two older sisters, three uncles, an aunt, all of them I found after I grew up. I reached out to my siblings… never heard from them. I reached out to one of my uncles. He blocked me. I’m starting to think there’s a reason I’ve been thrown out of the family, and it’s not because of my clinic. What were my parents doing before the Crisis? I have no idea. All their records were destroyed, just like so many others…

I tell myself it’s okay to be alone, that I don’t need them. I wish I could lie to myself as easily as I do everyone else.

[dutybcrne]

Kaeya once jokingly referred to Bennett as 'Bennett Guildson' in lightly scolding him over endangering himself, and Bennett most Definitely considered making that his actual name on his official Adventurer's Guild paperwork, send post-

[juniperhillpatient]

my toxic trait is that if I make good decisions for enough days in a row I just assume that justifies making atrocious decisions after enough days have passed like it somehow cancels out & despite knowing that’s not how it works on a logical level my brain continues to function this way. I probably won’t change

[kelpiemomma]

On one hand... I feel a lil silly taking a chicken to a vet. Especially a vet that's 45 minutes away from me but that's also the distance to the (only) horse vet so.

On the other hand, as a co-owner of chickens, I am just as responsible for their health and well-being as I am for the horses (and dogs and cat) and I know she's uncomfortable and I'd rather not just wait for her to die cause I don't know what's going on or how to help her so. Taking a chicken to the vet it is.

[satans--waifu]

Elevator selfies are an essential part of who I am

[ohemaa-warrior]

World governments can put in the work to ensure the global economy doesn't collapse but when it comes to worldwide preservation of human life...

[obesecamels]

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[iristial]

Tags that colour me pink, which is the highest form of praise because pink is my favourite - no, the best colour <3

[elvisabutler]

forever indebted to you and the magic you have created with the little dove/priscilla!actress reader universe 🙌🏻✨️🤍

anon! 🥹🫣 i mean this from the sincerest depths of my heart but thank you so much. honestly i still am a little shocked after all this time of me not writing anything for the main story that people still care/send me things like this/questions. while it wasn't my first fic here, it was the first one i felt really attached to. and i will admit this, a lot of my damper on it/issues with writing it has been just boiling down how i lost my original screaming partner when it came to it and i have worried no one will care about it when i do post. bit of a self-fulfilling prophecy i'm afraid. in i suppose celebration of the magic and wishing to give you something as a thank you, i present a bit from one of the not all put together docs for it.

"I finally give you your collar and you give me a necklace to match you, Little Dove. Should I be expecting a collar next month? Did ya at least make it simple?" Austin's voice shifts lower and raspier as it's been doing lately to a register you've defined as his Elvis voice, much like Austin has defined your own shift as your Priscilla voice.

You laugh, your fingers moving to grasp the dove pendant on his necklace between your fingers. "I wouldn't, Daddy. It's just- kind of like a return to sender or return if found necklace. Your neck wouldn't look that pretty with a collar."

"You actually thought about it?"

but also:

"We'll find a way to have you wear it on set. Won't let my Little Dove's pretty neck to be bare and exposed."

[atreldes]

“Forget a footnote or a chapter— I want the whole fucking history book!”

A moodboard for my @infamous-if mc Rorie Rose, she/her, lead singer of electronic/synth rock band rising//sinking.