#I am inspired

[pookiebearhelaena]

[outsideyourhousewithaknife]

I'm glad that my muse has elected to hit me over the head with the creativity stick once again-because of the art, yes, and the ability to express myself, yes, and to create things, and to look at things other people have made without feeling guilty for not having made them myself, and to feel good about myself for creating things and looking at creations, and all of that grand and wonderful and fabulous nonsense, but! The sheer joy and gender euphoria I get from doing anything at all and seeing my chubby little raccoon paws in front of me with the black nails and the cello bruises and the knitting calluses and the reminders scrawled in ballpoint pen and dyed in purple watercolor and splattered with acrylic is one HELL of a bonus.

[dharmasharks]

Idk all I heard from that What If episode was that they canonized a new battle boyfriends era: Wartime Bucky (!) and no-serum Hydra Stomper Steve (!!) forming a two-man army (!!!) and destroying every Hydra base on earth (!!!!)

[seric-voidstar]

@itsapmseymour, this has been a pleasure. If you ever want to work together again, let me know. This was fun and inspiring.

[faburin]

bumpin' that

[oh-holly-jocky-wicky-wocky]

(tw: glitching)

I wanted to practice painting with inks and who better to be my first practice piece than the dramatic dorrito dude himself!

The Book of Bill has reawakened my gravity falls hyperfixation, and I am so ready to fall down that rabbit hole again.

Drawing the little triangle guy gives me serotonin:)))))))

Still image below:

Card:

The secret code is super stupid lmao

[lycemagee]

BC I am a sucker for OCs. Here again @rou-luxe OC Juniper with Alfons (their beloved hehe)

[therenlover]

I apologize, but effective immediately this is about to become a devil's minion blog. I have been gripped by the old men. I cannot be shaken free.

[spunky-spunkster]

Me on a Friday night

[astrobei]

demon mike going through his human arc bc of the power of love ✍️✍️✍️ i see you

listen nic i just need u to know how obsessed i am with your giant beautiful brain bc this au concept is EVERYTHING to me !! will fucking around w dark magic and finding out !! mike being banished to demonhood (?) for some mysterious wrongdoing in his old life !! literally being bound to will who is trying So hard to get rid of him bc Oh Shit he didn’t mean to summon a demon and he’s got stuff to do, you know, he can’t just sit around all day and deal with this so mike just ends up following him literally Everywhere and he sits in on all of will’s classes and hangs out w will’s friends and he starts out pretty cynical but slowly over time as he and will get closer they find themselves falling in love …………. mike not even knowing he was capable of that and kind of rethinking everything……….. n maybe will finally figures out how to send mike back and they’re both so sad about it and trying not to show it and oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh and oh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh maybe maybe will says fuck it and kisses him goodbye but then the spell doesn’t work bc mike isn’t a demon anymore just a concept ok bye

[titanicfreija]

Solstice

The fire felt good. It always did.

Her first solstice, she listened and understood what it meant to the others, but it didn't have meaning. She just liked the fire, the rituals, and she liked listening to the fond remembrances of people she would never meet. Why the event rarely included the real calendar solstice never got answered to Freija's satisfaction, but she got point of the ritual. Something something, the peak of a hero's rise before their fall. She got it. Mostly she just liked the fire.

Her second was more sincere. She'd encountered dead Guardians, drained by Savathûn. She learned about Zavala's family and had begun to grasp what it meant to be immortal in a world that wasn't, and she knew full well that this grasp wouldn't help if she got hit with it.

Last year's... Hurt. She had just learned about her first life and her family, and the true meaning of fallen hero. Amanda's loss was closer than most others. It wasn't a story of those long past, it wasn't the corpse of someone that wasn't supposed to die. Someone she knew and liked had given the only life she had to help others. It reframed the entire word "hero."

This year....

The fire felt good. Warmed her heart. Fed her Light. Fed her Light in ways that made her feel like losing it that time was impossible, as though she couldn't have. How could something held so far in as this be taken away?

Sunny died a hero. Freija knew she always wanted to. Freija got so fucking lucky. Not a hero lost, but her Ghost certainly fell.

A lot of others did, too.

Stories of her own. The line popped into her head from time to time after Thomas said it her second year. She complained about being expected to listen to everyone like this and she felt like she wasn't allowed to talk. Thomas said she was allowed, but it wasn't really pertinent. This event was for sharing stories of the past, and she didn't have a past. She needed to collect stories of her own, and that took time.

She got a good one. Another one. If she could ever tell them without screaming.

"Guardian?"

Saladin on comms.

She hopped to her feet and brushed herself off, stepping away from the fire. She cut herself off at a sound, waiting for command.

"As you were," he said then. Shortly after, he said, "The Empress wishes to hold audience with your Ghost after today's activities."

Freija didn't say anything after that, either, having too many thoughts to pick one.

"Thank you, Lord Saladin," Sunny said for them. "I'll see her later this afternoon."

He grunted roughly in response and closed comms. Freija sat back down, but she checked the skies for enemies before she settled.

"He was checking on you."

"I figured it out."

"I wonder how she knew it was you."

"She's seen this armor set."

"Are you okay, though? You've been watching the fire for a long time."

"Thinking."

"Ah."

She considered everything she thought about for the last while and wondered about a poem or something for her Ghost. She got a chance that no one else with these stories got-- she could say everything she meant to that she hadn't. Only she couldn't think of anything in particular. Felt like a wasted opportunity.

"I'll take a break from the vigil when you go see Caiatl. I'm gonna stay here otherwise," the Guardian said, settling.

"I said afternoon. Hey, Saladin, tell Caiatl around 1500? Or whatever that would mean to her?"

"She anticipated this and the appointment is made. She will meet you in the EAZ come time. She expects to be interrupted by enemy attack."

"That'll be fun," Freija chuckled. "I like fighting with her."

@annieruok94 @wolvereaux

[theemporium]

nico blurb tonight? maybe?🌚

[lohstandfound]

deity au quiz… hm…

[flock-of-cassowaries]

I will not be a pervert, I will not be a pervert…

[cyancherub]

[my-deer-friend]

prompts that can be “covered” in 2-3k. none of these are even that good i just love bothering you <3

-holiday christmas party OAUONS (office AU otherwise not specified) but set it in the 1970s for aesthetic. something about holiday parties (free open bar) just make people (me) go insane

-secret santa exchange, my beloved. who gets dirty naughty gifts? who goes way over budget bc wtf do you buy with $20? one banana? how much can it cost, michael?

-we’re both seasonal workers as santa’s elves at the christmas mall. we hate kids. who’s cleaning up that puke

-hallmark movie satire. idk i know you love them

-meeting your parents during the holidays except i wore a really ugly and distasteful christmas sweater because i forgot that was today and we also both forgot to remove the joke obviously wrapped dildo from under the tree

Baby, thank you for your service 🫡