#I TRIED I'M SO RUSTY

[aracariwren]

fourth anniversary of switch Miitopia! hooray!

[mellytunee]

Lil Cherry Blossom appreciation doodle post for today!! (based on when Sun first put the lil hairpin in CB's hair!)

Ough truly a goober that's bouta go through the horrors in @jackofallrabbits Stars In The Garden geisha fic!!

and a silly no context doodle under the cut ahah

[doodlingwren]

Tried to make a character reference for Mariya from the new Saint Seiya spinoff since I couldn't find a character turnaround 🎀✨

Mostly I drew this for practice purposes and well, for having a reference of her outfits. Might be useful in the future... who knows!

Hope you like it! 🌟

[gotchibam]

Commissioned piece for Gabriel!

[blueberrysan]

Mingi ✧ Halazia (230115)

bonus:

[tomaturtles]

Kawoshin Week Day 6: 2928/Post 3.0+1.0 + Meeting for the first time in years!

I just think that. Shinji growing up to be taller than Kaworu and hitting him with the realization of time moving forward and them not being doomed teenagers anymore

[tide-locked]

ok, you know what, fuck it, fic recs post. historically i try not to rec works in progress or things i haven't commented on and i'm throwing that fully out the window for this because honestly, fucking whatever.

if you're on this list and i haven't been fully unhinged at you in the comments, please know that it's because (1) i'm the worst and (2) i'm trying desperately to calibrate so i hit 'enthusiastic' and not 'kind of frightening, actually'. i swear that i have written at least several sentences of a comment for every fic on this list, it's just that i'm genuinely impossibly slow, sometimes. it's me, not you.

my previous rec post is here, in case you missed that. as a bonus, special for this rec list and as a concession to the horrors, i am attempting to guess how much any given fic will fuck up the average person. obviously this is a ymmv kind of situation, but i'm trying, at least?

everything else under a cut because i am longwinded.

and found by @dangerouscommiesubversive, explicit, every possible combination of di feisheng/fang duobing/li lianhua | li xiangyi; bless, but i am not typing all that out. starting off with a wip where i haven't left a comment in like four fuckin' chapters, breaking those rules real good. this fic is a fucking ride. i will admit that i wasn't entirely convinced by the premise when i saw the blurb, but i am nothing if not willing to admit when i was wrong, and i was—once again—totally wrong. this is the fic where i was like 'ok but…is anyone really, like, desperate for gen z li xiangyi?' and then i read it and i was like 'ohhhhhh fuck yeah, ok, i get it, i was actually fully desperate for gen z li xiangyi.' he is. such a little prick. i love him. there has been something unexpected and delightful in every single chapter of this so far, plus a number of impressively memorable one-liners. this fic is fun and distracting and at least as of chapter seven, i'm gonna say it's not even gonna fuck you up. (please note that this is only through chapter seven!)

and the days are bright red by @junemermaid, explicit, di feisheng/fang duobing/li lianhua. rip to my beloved tumblr mutual @junemermaid, because they're getting called out twice in this list, but: tough. this fic is so delightful. featuring: memories of slut era li lianhua, the mortifying ordeal of being known, an entire box of historically accurate sex toys, fang duobing and di feisheng communicating (sometimes silently) in a way that unsettles li lianhua (back from his months-long sojourn), some very hot sex that is both very much about sex and also about trust and being perceived, casual intimacy, and fledgling tenderness. there are Emotions in this, and they get moderately intense, but it's a very kind and surprisingly gentle feel-good fic.

a drink under a clear window by @momosandlemonsoda, explicit, di feisheng/fang duobing and fang duobing/qiao wanmian. a fic that tackles the dreaded v-shaped polycule and makes it work. it seems like perhaps it shouldn't: fang duobing as the hinge, with di feisheng and qiao wanmian on either side, but actually it works perfectly, and is a lovely little glimpse at who they could become and the relationships they could have. i love the thought of qiao wanmian having come into her own as a leader in her own right, as more than just the representative of the ghost of li xiangyi, and this does a wonderful job of letting her be her own person. also, yes, ok, passing fang duobing back and forth like a party favour. this is a post-canon fic in which li lianhua is dead, but the fic itself a straightforward delight that is not at all fucky uppy.

the floating clouds, no resting place, again by @junemermaid (not sorry), technically gen and no ship, but functionally pre-di feisheng/fang duobing/li lianhua. the hair-washing fic. ohhhhhh. i started jotting notes for this post the day that i finished this fic, and i really thought that they were in any way comprehensive, but instead, what i typed and left as a note to myself was this:

and honestly. you're right, hypothetical reader, that doesn't totally make sense, but i stand by it regardless, because i apparently had that thought in [checks date i last saved the file] fucking august, and i'm still nodding along with myself. that is that this is like. this fic is very beautiful and will make you ache and will leave you slightly better at the end of it than you were at the beginning. it may also make you cry; this seems to me a fair enough trade.

the floating lotus by @anndramarama, not rated, di feisheng/li xiangyi. pre-canon stuff doesn't always work super well for me, but i really enjoyed this one, featuring di feisheng and li xiangyi when they're both so young and arrogant and full of themselves—and stupid and naïve and young and almost hopeful in a way that they're often not, in fic, for all that they were barely but children at the point of the donghai fight. they just seem…vulnerable, i guess, in this, in a way that i find touching. seasonal bonus: a ghost story, of a sort. given that this is set pre-canon, i think it's hard to come in any softer than bittersweet, which this very much is.

from here one's hand could pluck the stars by @howlingmoonrise, explicit, di feisheng/fang duobing. sex pollen fic! also featuring, a little surprisingly, given the premise, incredibly explicit and enthusiastic consent. look, this does what it says on the tin. di feisheng gets sex pollened. fang duobing is left to stay with him. the obvious ensues. unfortunately, it is also devastatingly charming? fang duobing is earnest and sweet; di feisheng is suffering beautifully terribly and trying so hard not to impose on fang duobing. they're both trying so hard to be respectful of what the other person needs, but they're also still bratty and argumentative and exasperated/exasperating, and it's very entertaining. this will fuck you up none percent, and may even make you laugh.

my war is done by @orchisailsa, explicit, di feisheng/fang duobing/li lianhua. another wip, with the first of three chapters posted, but please understand that this chapter is nearly 15k and so fucking good and compelling. li lianhua lives! and returns to find that things have changed in his absence, and perhaps that he has also changed in his absence, and now wants things that he had told himself he didn't mind not even having to lose. bonus: road trip and—delight!—only one room at the inn. also some other stuff that i'm not spoiling, but that made me absolutely gleeful. this is definitely a work in progress, and while i don't think there's anything particularly upsetting in the chapter, it does end on something of a cliffhanger. i personally do not feel that this is an upsetting cliffhanger, given the information about the fic that's presented in the tags, but it is technically a cliffhanger.

awkward paragraph break, but it's also important, i think, to mention the absolutely stunning (and not at all safe for work) companion piece to my war is done, you'd be there calling my name, by saki the cup bearer, who i don't think is on tumblr. it's fucking incredible; i am very decidedly not an artist but i cannot begin to imagine how much effort went into this. just. holy shit.

not unlike him in shape and form by @philologicalbat, explicit, fang duobing/li lianhua. ok look. i fucking love when things are deeply emotionally messy, and this is so emotionally messy. li lianhua who's been attracted to fang duobing and not doing anything about it, then discovering that fang duobing is shan gudao's son and is very much going to do something about it. he wants in this, and he's cunty and manipulative and mean about it, and sometimes also almost sweet, almost tender, and i love that, because i feel like li lianhua is very often an object of desire and very rarely gets to desire. i love how human he gets to be in this fic. this is not a sweet or gentle fic, but it does end in a moderately tender place that is tentatively hopeful, i think.

unbecoming heir by @bettercostume, explicit, di feisheng/princess zhaoling. i am taking your hand in mine and begging you to trust me. i know what this fic looks like. it's noncon and a weird pairing and you might look at it and expect it to go in the obvious direction and: it does not. this fic is so good that it makes me angry. it makes me miserable and everyone in this fic is trying so miserably, miserably hard, and it's fucking devastating. i spent literally thirty minutes earlier today yelling at my wife about it. i cannot rec this fic strongly enough. this is not a happy fic, but it is a good fic. it will absolutely fuck you up. this is very complimentary but also you will be fucked up.

until you are its primary evidence by @ilgaksu, mature, di feisheng/fang duobing/li lianhua. the single most effective use of what is effectively a prologue that i've ever seen in fic, are you kidding me. this fic is nothing at all like what i expected it to be, and is something far better than what i could have imagined. it's fang duobing's point of view, which is a rarity already, and it's so well done, and it allows him so much humanity and so much anger and grace alike. there are so many tricky things about this fic—the prologue, the fact that it's set in the amnesia arc, fang duobing's pov, the fact that it actually addresses canonical disabilities and illnesses without being fucking weird about it, the tension between the three of them—and it's all balanced so well. this has some emotionally heavier moments but ends tentatively happily; tentative only because it's set during the amnesia arc, and, well. we know what comes next.

as a final note: if you wrote one of these fics and feel that i've wildly misinterpreted the emotional tenor of the ending, please message me in whatever way you prefer and i will correct it. i would not normally presume to guess how things are likely hit people, as i am in many ways not anyone's ideal reader, but today it seemed like it was kinder to at least try.

[bruwudershaft]

...Poor children...

[008-edits]

milgram fourth anniversary icons!

(credit is not needed, but appreciated)

[gaymakima]

How good is STRQ when it comes to cooking?

woe. strq headcanons be upon thee.

Summer: We already know Summer at least was good at baking, arguably even great since that was one of her primary characteristics for years (and still kinda is 😭). Her desserts are legendary, to the point that they became something of a legend back in their Beacon days. This woman made baking into an art. Literally. She would bake some elaborate over-the-top cake as a hobby if given the tools and time.

But when it comes to anything other than baking? Uh. Well. She can make it look nice, at least, but the taste will either be the blandest thing you have ever tasted or a blend of flavours that REALLY don't mix well together because she decided to 'experiment'. She's not bad. It's edible. Sometimes even great! But her strength lies with desserts.

Taiyang: There has never been a more Grill Dad on Remnant. You put this man in front of a grill, give him some sausages and a pair of tongs and he will deliver the perfectly grilled barbeque you need. If Summer's expertise is dessert, his is dinner. And lunch, and breakfast, and—

Point is, Taiyang puts a lot of care into what he cooks and everyone's dietary needs. He's the one writing a meal plan every week and making sure his team has a balanced diet that compliments their lifestyle. He's shit at desserts but hey, he's packing their lunches for them, he can't be good at everything.

Raven: Surprisingly, pretty... decent? Because of his semblance, Qrow was often left out of hunting, foraging or even cooking in the camp—which was sort of bad seeing as the tribe's 'everybody out for themselves' mentality meant that they were likely hoping he'd just starve. This left Raven as the one who had to cook for the both of them, using what limited materials they had. She learnt all she could about poisonous plants and fungi, what she could find around her that was edible, how to make sure neither of them starved. If Taiyang is the health nut, Raven is the safety nut.

I think her (and Qrow too) would also hate wasting food, given how close they've come to dying of starvation many times before.

Qrow: Has a fear of cooking due to his semblance and many, many incidents in the past. Would much rather stick with 2 minute noodles instead thanks. Though, once someone drags his ass to the kitchen and starts teaching him how to cook, I think he'd be really into it. He'd push himself to learn until his cooking was on par with Taiyang's. The problem is for him to overcome that barrier and also make something that isn't a depression meal.

Just do NOT expect him to wash the dishes. This man will eat soup out of a shoe if he has to.

[watermelonwarehouse]

Lineart and flat colours // stony // okay so I tried

[komero-otus]

amnesia arc brainrot (PLAYLIST LINK)

[scrapyardboyfriends]

Plotdale

7 August 2024

[A lay by on a country road that’s not reminiscent of anything we’ve ever seen before…really]

AARON: *Jamming out in the car unaware of the PLOT he’s about to get sucked into* *Sees man in the road* Oh hello PLOT my old friend. I haven’t missed you. I’d been having such a nice time being set dressing. Sigh…*Playing my part reluctantly face* Hey! What are you doing? You’re not about to drag me into some PLOT I don’t want to be a part of are you?

FAUXBERT: *Puts on his best Robert impression* *FAILURE…ABORT…FAILURE* 

PLOT: No no, keep going, this is fine. I’m going to force this to work even if it kills me.

FAUXBERT: Right…here it goes. Hey, I my car broke down and I coincidentally have no signal. I’m sure you have absolutely no experience with kind of situation. 

AARON: *Sigh…face* Ah yes, this is a signal dead zone. Clever play PLOT. *Stares at Fauxbert* *Does that torso look like the one on my PLOT phone?* Hey, the PLOT is sending me to a hotel for a hook up because they still have no idea what to do with me romantically while Robert is in prison *off screen land* and it didn’t work out with the guy I used to bully on account of him getting murdered by a paddle *for the fans* by the latest local serial killer…anyway, you wouldn’t happen to coincidentally be the guy I’m supposed to meet would you? That feels like something the PLOT would do. It loves coincidental meetings and misunderstandings and hates actual character development. 

FAUXBERT: *Casual flirting face* *FAILURE…ABORT…FAILURE*

PLOT: No, it’s fine. No one will notice. 

FAUXBERT: Yes, it was coincidentally me you were supposed to be meeting. Imagine that!

AARON: *Deja vu Face* A broken down car in a lay by…and me…a former mechanic…who has never been in this exact scenario before. Well, I guess I’ll help you fix it. *Fixes van*

**AWKWARD FLIRTING ALERT**

AARON: Maybe I would have recognized you if you showed more than your torso…

FAUXBERT: *Winky face* Something wrong with my torso? It was all I was allowed to show so we could have this exact exchange apropos of nothing. 

AARON: *Reluctant flirting face* I guess it’s a nice torso. I’ve seen better. 

FAUXBERT: *Best Robert impression face* *FAILURE…ABORT…FAILURE*

PLOT: *Whispers* keep going….

FAUXBERT: Number one rule, always play your strongest hand first. 

AARON: *Oh is this supposed to work on me face?* I guess you’ve got….assets. Any other rules? 

FAUXBERT: Never forgive, never forget. Wow…that seemed like a random thing to say. 

PLOT: *Whispers* Go with it. 

AARON: *Reluctant acceptance face* Well, I guess the PLOT wants us to get on. A certain Ryan Hawley won’t return their phone calls. Smart lucky bastard. Okay…I fixed your car enough to get you to a local garage that my uncle happens to own that I used to work at. 

FAUXBERT: Lucky thing, me swiping right on you I guess. Aren’t coincidences great?

AARON: No, I don’t think so, but let’s get this over with. I don’t normally talk this much on my hook ups. I’m usually just waiting to be called an idiot (affectionately) and then I’m in the mood. 

FAUXBERT: *Forced flirting face* Oh good, I was wondering when you’d shut up. *Awkward forced kiss* *Waits expectantly*

PLOT: Now slam him against the car Aaron. You’re well practiced at that move!

AARON: But…that’s a Robert thing. 

PLOT: Yeah yeah but Ryan wouldn’t call us back so this is the next best thing. It’s…Fate!

AARON: Is it though? 

PLOT: Just pretend he said “because you know why we’re both still here”

AARON: *Caught in an amateur dramatics performance of the Robron story face* Sigh…fine. *Aggressively shoves Fauxbert against the van and kisses him with forced “passion”* 

*Fade to black and other scenes* - for the fans…no one wants to see that.

[Back of Fauxbert’s car]

AARON: *I guess we just hooked up on the side of the road face* So…give me your life story so I know who I just slept with. 

FAUXBERT: Oh, no can do mate. That’s classified. You’re going to be PLOT ignorant until at least tomorrow. 

AARON: *Concerned face* Damn, really? I hate when that happens. It never means anything good for me. I wonder who you’ll turn out to be? *Looks around* *oooh face…not that kind* So this is going to be a Robert thing huh? 

FAUXBERT: Still not at liberty to say. 

AARON: *Resigned face* We have zero chemistry but uh…round two? 

FAUXBERT: Sure…but uh…get out of the van for a second so I can drive off with your stuff. We’ll need a PLOT reason to see each other again. 

AARON: *Angry at the PLOT face* For fuck’s sake. Couldn’t I just meet a nice normal person and build a solid relationship with him instead of this nonsense? Ryan…CALL THEM BACK! 

[epic-and-kitty]

Yeah I think Twist beats @opal-owl-flight s Captain on being a light weight - she didn't even drink Ira's punch!

A scribble for @mushroomminded s prompt! Twist is not a fan of booze, she can't even smell it without getting lightheaded.

(someone get Nom Nom OUT of the punchbowl, we do not need to see what a drunk prophetic salmonid looks like)

[c0sm1cxzst4rz]

GET BONKED IDIOT‼️‼️

[active-mind-15]

[Art related to my fic, Accidental Siblings.]

Friendos! I'm back with more cute baby Bokushi fanart based on this headcanon of mine from my fic. I know Mibuchi has shorter hair in Extra/Last Game, but I like being in denial so I gave him back his inches. Anyway, hope you enjoy the fluffiness. 🤭