#I’ve missed it kinda

[dogfishh505]

505 drawings been in a bit of an art block lately >:(((

And more sketch’s of course.

[trashcattt]

the hat man

[chloesimaginationthings]

omggggg your crying child is sooooo cuteeeeeee more of him pleaseeeee

I’m glad y’all liked his design! I hope to draw him, and the other ghost kids more

[corvidcleric]

[start i.d.: a drawing of lark and sparrow oak done in yellows and blues. in the foreground, in their soccer uniforms, they lean back to back with their arms crossed. they’re smiling, colored in yellow and framed by a gold explosion shape. behind them, faded in the color of the background, are their adult selves looking out vacantly. end i.d.]

you’re just a boy you are no man and nobody you know will understand

[mariionettes]

[science-lings]

AU where Phoenix is a drama teacher and Edgeworth is an English teacher and they’re both really weird about Shakespeare

Or

drama teacher!Phoenix and dance teacher! Edgeworth have to work together for a high school play without trying to kill each other (it gets real fuckin close)

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: Bakugou dies but comes back to life, “comes back wrong” trope, implied fighting, angst

When Bakugou died, you’re not sure how you went on living. Grief had taken over your life, sat you in the passenger side while it cruised off the highway into icy waters. And even then, you couldn’t find the energy to drown.

It’s why there’s a sudden uptick of energy when you’re promised to have him back. Some top scientists contact you months after his death, tell you to hurry down to the headquarters labs, come and rejoice for what you’re about to witness. And you’re horrified, to say the least.

“This isn’t my husband.” Are your first words when you walk in, watch the figure on the other side of the glass examine its own hands. It looks like your husband but—but his hair isn’t the right shade of blond all over. His nose bridge had a slight bump after a scuffle with a villain. He had a scar on his hand but—but it never looked like it was to sew a pinky beside the other fingers.

“Is that really my husband?” You ask next in disbelief, slowly entering the room. Bakugou’s head snaps up, his eyes a little brighter than you remember but—they hold so much emotion. So much memory, so much panic, so much guilt.

“I left you.” He mutters, his voice raspy and ragged, and you wonder if it’ll always be like this now. It makes you cry a little harder than it should, but you only embrace each other. He’s cold and his shoulders don’t hold the same mass and his back doesn’t carry the same scars. There’s one, jagged and rough, running down his back, and you think, you think that’s where they slipped a new spine in.

“Welcome back home.” You tell him, weeks after meeting him again, new and not totally—Katsuki. He’s stiff and he doesn’t immediately take off his boots when he enters, and it worries you. Makes you think if you’ve just let a stranger into your home, one that has stolen your dead husbands face. Makes you wonder if he’ll be as loving as Katsuki once was, or if he’ll become your monster looming over you with the guilt of not being able to rest anymore.

“I’ve missed you so much.” You whisper against his mouth one night, a little while after he’s moved back. You don’t know why you lay under him, why you let him nestle himself inside of you, why you let him hold you against his chest. Katsuki always ran his hands over your cheeks and neck whenever he held you like this, but this…man, only holds himself up with his hands resting beside your head. It’s alien, how he looks at you, how his hips are methodically measured with every thrust, how he kisses you every 8 seconds. You wonder if he’s more robot than Frankenstein monster.

“Why did you come back to me like this?” You ask him one night, barricaded in the bathroom away from him. You can hear his sobs on the other side, his pleading to be let in. He tells you he never wanted to come back if he had to be like this, that he’s sorry, please let him in, he misses the warmth of your skin, he’s never been so cold before, he’s never liked the cold.

“Is this considered cheating?” You ask yourself aloud one night, when Bakugou is forced back to the lab when he becomes too…un-Bakugou. To sleep with a man that is your husband in every way but? Your husband has been dead for a year now, and yet you stroke the chin of the man that tries so hard to be him everyday, but fails so miserably at it every time.

“I’ll come back to you right this time.” Bakugou promises to you when he’s strapped down to leave for the lab and before he’s sedated. But you don’t believe him—you never did. Your husband is dead, and this animated corpse has been nothing but a cheap mockery of everything you’ve lost and something you will never truly get back.

[myriam-draws]

some starfires i’ve drawn a bit over time i miss her (i refuse to read titans 2023)

[mishaesque]

supernatural really went from “let’s find the two hottest young guys out there and make cheesy horror flicks” to

“the brothers are the centre of the universe and the books god wrote about them will one day be known as The Winchester Gospel”

[zsbrainrot]

Happy Buddy Daddies Friday! I decided to draw a scene from the latest addition to my Buddy Daddies Missing scenes series on ao3! 🫶🏻

[kitamars]

Wolfwood holding a child

ohhhh big brother nico…..

[ai-kova]

2023 vs 2021 let’s GOOOOOO

drew this after 1. seeing the Barbie movie and 2. Rewatching a play through of zero escape series

man. Luna deserves so much better

[hawkeyeslaughter]

and what say you jaybird !!! does it rain in southern california ?

[corevoid]

Some silly little sewer lads✨

[corvidcleric]

[start i.d.: a drawing of glenn close from dungeons and daddies. he looks up in profile, stone faced, hands at his side. his face is framed by a red rectangle, like a card, reading “RUIN” at the bottom. the background is purple. end i.d.]

I cleansed my soul and it just got smaller

[pastelpaperplanes]

the tumblr lot never rly gets wips so I’ll THROW THIS YOUR WAY >:]]

psspss this is a good time to pls consider checking out my instagram scribblescribbles if you haven’t already!! I post the wips I share over there FAR more often ;)