#Oml I love this idea.

[breakbleheavens]

You're on your own, kid Yeah, you can face this You're on your own, kid You always have been.

HAPPY 33RD BIRTHDAY TAYLOR ALISON SWIFT Born December 13, 1989 in Reading, Pennsylvania.

[skeletoninthemelonland]

hi hello, hope you're doing okay :] I like BTC a lot so I made some art for it hehe

THE TRIOOOOO

[i-suc-at-art]

DEAD BOY DETECTIVE AGENCY SPOILERS

I identify with Charles and Edwin’s relationship so much, their qpr (queer platonic relationship) (well i generally hope it’s not forever bc i wanna see them kiss and hold hands..) is so heart warming to my cold (possibly) aroace heart, im gripping onto them with old frozen hands. You will quite literally need to kill me and then also my ghost for me to let go of them. ALSO as someone who believes so wholly in love i also identify with Nekio (who i head canon as being on the aroace spectrum) she is never given a romantic interest or seems to have interest in romance FOR HERSELF, BUT she’s is so distraught when Jenny’s date turns to disaster she thinks she needs to become a literal hermit to get Jenny to stop being mad at her and never give love advice again bc she thinks romance is dead. LIKE GURL THATS SO REAL OML

All that to say.. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE go watch the dead boy detective agency like rn bc it is so good and there is amazing representation of all types of relationships and ppl

[stealingyourbones]

Submitted Prompts #64

Dan somehow ends up getting dunked in a Lazarus Pit. When he gets out and finishes vomiting up the nasty corrupted ectoplasm out of his system, he realizes he’s suddenly got functioning lungs & a heart beating away right next to his core, again. For the first time in over a decade.

[kyurochurro]

patchy patchy who has stars in her eyes!!!

[babymagi]

A crown🌸 for a King👑

[soulprompts]

thank you for all the prompts!!! they're very fun :]]

this means so much to me oml!!! thank you for taking the time to send this in! it means the world, and i mean that so much!

[thatgenderfluidmonstrosity]

A character who is magical, and maybe the last of their species

They are lost somehow, maybe down on their luck, when a few commoners from a Village take them in and help them

They are welcomed by the village, and with their powers, they help the people

Maybe after a storm they can help rebuild houses, or grow plants during a harsh drought

Over the years, their powers are harvested to keep the village going

They are less of a helper, and more servant

They live a lot longer than the regular humans, so generations go by

And they are kind, and compassionate

And they can’t say no to these people, the ones that took them in

They owe this to them.

…Right?

So, they are thrown away into the darkness, and their powers are harvested

The village becomes town- the town a city and so forth

It grows and changes, but they remain the same

A while after, a lone explorer comes along, needing help just as the magical figure did.

They were helped, but only by the poorer people of the land

They were told stories of this- mythical being that powers the city

There’s no way something like that actually exists…right?

[raytm]

to gaze upon the eaves of the passing, amorphous buildings in awe. the glistening of stalactites tapered to blunt, convex points. they revealed his reflection in billowing streaks of colour, nebulous around the edges, waning away as it skirted to the other side. he could have stared into its frosted, ethereal world for hours, fractals of shimmering light dancing across his vision. his stomach lurched, knees threatening to buckle as serval’s stride continued on and he sank into the snow, hitching forward inelegantly. the alcohol settled in him as warmth, imbuing his senses with a pleasant distortion. this place, often bleak and wintry, was far more benign when witnessed slantwise. his laughter was a sweet baritone, untethered to ludicrous things like decorum. serval shook her head, either nonplussed by her brother’s descent into delirium or finding it hilarious, incongruous to their soirée’s dignified air. her hair, long and blonde, shone with a lustre of starlight, whipping back and forth on the brisk, eventide wind. her laughter sung with a dulcet cadence of incoherence, not because she was inarticulate, but because he was drunk. one, two, the crystalline glasses of effervescent wine were sweet, and even their father’s hibernal lower did not jerk him from his stupor. he had ushered them over, brandishing his arm like an incensed, seizing branch, lowering his voice to a seething hiss, take your brother home. it wasn’t a request. stumbling through the early evening snow was far more thrilling than a ballroom of stifling vanity and perfunctory niceties. the streets were vacant, cast in arresting shafts of sputtering street light, oil lamps burning away, their flames high and quivering. where the undulating swells of darkness stopped the light became loose strands, lambency wreathing through the spills of ink before fading away. these otherwise familiar sights were augmented in his inebriation, so much more enthralling now than ever before. “ move it, slowpoke.” his sister’s scolding is gentle, a lenience afforded to so very few. he blinks at her, slowly, allowing her features to bleed into clarity. “ home - right, home.” often, that word held with it an insurmountable weight, manacles that kept him adhered to his family’s noble name and inherited responsibilities. now, it felt like the benevolence of a smoldering fire, chasing the lingering chill from his bones. the fireplace was imposing, built of old, clay bricks and filled with neatly chopped logs. the aromatic scent of still glowing cinders, the quiet stillness that accompanied it, that felt more akin to home than any tepid gatherings of family ever did. Gepard leans into her, his shoulder bumping into hers, bracing himself for another, labored step, then another, his thighs felt like gelatin. “ we’re going home.” it was spoken softer, a whisper of chattering teeth and rallying sobriety. his sister nodded, turning her attention back to the street and the two of them continued on, lurching just a little less now. 

[miyozun]

SO I GOT BACK INTO REVERSE 1999 I'M NOW GETTING IT ON MY LAPTOP (I pray it doesn't get as fat as genshin and eat up too much storage) + WATCHING VIDEOS SO I CAN GET PRO AT IT TRUST 🤞🤞

I LOVE ZIMA SO SO MUCH (and it's more than the Touya va I PROMISE) he's just so cute + HE'S A POET?? Eternity and Pickles have been carrying me so hard and even though he's not meta / a 6 star I wanna build a team around Zima and Zima only because I'm crazy like that (if I can main Chongyun I can main Zima too trust)

I skipped through the story and now have no clue what's happening but I'll read summaries so I can write for it (Author x poet with Zima surely)

Omw to make a Zima theme hehe

OH MY GOD SOU YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY I AM TO HEAR THIS AHHHHHH

I PLAY IT ON MOBILE (i play everything on mobile i have no clue how to operate a pc😭😭) AND IT TAKES AROUND THE SAME AMT OF STORAGE AS PRSK

im saving up for erza and the 1.6 patch (currently available on cn :>) so i didnt pull for any patches yet BUT I WANTED PICKLES SO BADDD. i also have eternity on my team and she CARRIES OMFG shes my highest rn because i kept leveling up my 4* and 5* when i first started playing😔😔(dont do that you should grind and prioritize the 6*🤕)

AND I KNEW YOU WOULD LIKE ZIMA HE HAS THE VIBES YOU WOULD LIKE😼😼 i also built my team around pavia but it gets so hard to play w 4*s in battles in events (i only reached ch15 in the UTTU event😔)

unfortunately i dont think zima appeared in main stories so most character traits appear in his character profile😭😭 (i would know because i spent hours unlocking every single one of pavias💀💀)

AND OML I CANNOT WAIT IF YOU DROP A ZIMA FIC IN THE FUTURE GOMGOGMGO JOIN THE R1999 GANG‼️‼️‼️

sneek peek of who im saving for😋

AND ZIMAS SKIN IN 1.6 LAWD SAVE ME😔😔😔

[justastrugglinghotchocolate]

small art piece to practice dynamic lineart, composition, and also basil tit tease.

(funny unimportant little story underneath cut)

while I'm gonna tag this myth au, this is actually inspired by me and my sibling's stardew valley farm, where we named our pcs after our favorite characters. they chose raiden metal gear rising and i went with basil, because he deserves to retire on a farm after all that shit with Dorian lmao.

in the myth au, this is when henry realized that he was in love with basil. (henry was promptly mauled by hamlet, since basil was on his way to feed her.)

[alsoyooraiyah]

the fact that i can do this with them is kinda making me crazy

[cheriboms]

i do not remember moby dick being this gay

[yuckydraws]

Hope you don't mind me borrowing Bear and making him smooch you ♡

You'd been gone for a mere two hours, and yet Bear acted as if you'd left him for a whole week. Honestly, you couldn't keep yourself from giggling as he kept nuzzling and kissing your cheeks, neck, chin, nose, and lips. The soft affection was practically tickling your skin.

"Bear, it's alright, I won't disappear."

You only received a reverberating purr and soft chirps in response. Apparently he was in no mood for talking right now.

"Will it make you feel better if we cuddled in the armchair?" You asked, and his bloated eyelight was revealed to you as he opened his socket again. It stared at you with clear adoration and fondness, and he softly nodded before picking you up to cradle you in his arms.

It was clear that you wouldn't be allowed to leave him for the next hour or so, though you found yourself not minding this so much. Being trapped in Bear's arms was one of the best fates that could ever fall onto you.

EM WKNSKSHSKSHSKSJ IM FREAKING OUT OVER HERE THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE 🥺💞😭 IM SQUEALING AND KICKING MY FEET THANK YOU SO MUCH KSNSKSBSKSBA

[dobythealpaca]

Ooughhh yal are too cool and lovely in this fandom yall it's making me so emotional for no reason each one of you ima kiss you on the head cuz like what you guys simply cannot you are too good for this earth mwah ILY each and every one of you <3 <3 <3

[doctor-dorky]

Speculative biology is something I could always go on about, since even as a kid, I was a biology geek.  And there’s a LOT of species I’d be happy look deep inside and speculate their biologies, because I’ll forever and always be a biology geek.