#RAHHH THIS POST

[bovineblogger]

[a-wolf-in-mans-clothing]

THERIANS/OTHERKIN/ALTERHUMANS YOU SHOULD TOTALLY INTERACT!!!!

Just joined therian tumblr and I really want to make some new friends/mutuals! You guys should totally say hi or follow me hehehehehe *implodes*

[hey-cringelord]

hello my beautiful boygirl-girlboyfriends

from Gege Akutami new color spread

[mintypsii]

leaked scenes from the new animated one piece guys trust me

[sunnydayaoe]

hi :3 for the rqs thingy, not sure if youd be up for drawing a princezam with sacred heart? if not a birdy grian with manuscript would be awesome i love your wings

The guy !!! wahooo !!! I took wholesale from your design, but I think I might have misinterpreted some stuff hee hoo. forgot halfway hee hee

[r4t-g0d]

redrew my fave scene from Dead Plate

Alt Versions (aka versions with blood included are in the read more)

Plus some notes

RAHHH

so happy with these not even going to lie

the corkscrew was a pain but i like how it turned out and i treid a new colouring brush and loved it sm more than the cell shading and flat colour i was using so far

idk why i didnt think of using a textured brush before this

anyway play Dead Plate if u havent

[mothscotch]

smoke mines ଘ(੭ˊ꒳​ˋ)੭✧

[unformula1]

make it right (LS2 x OP81)

oscar and logan late night chat about problems. w/c: 552 day 39 of loscar posts until we get a loscar podium!!!!!!! a/n: short one yall!!

Oscar hears a knock on his door. Weird. He gets off his bed and walks toward the door, taking a look through the peephole.

Logan?

What would Logan be doing here… at this hour?

Oscar opens his door and standing in front of him is Logan, but something is off.

His body is tense and his face is darkened, like something miserable just happened. 

“Hi.” Logan manages, although he chokes on his own words.

“Hi Logan.” Oscar says, having to tilt his head slightly up.

“Can I crash?” Logan says, his hands stuffed deep into his pockets and his feet shuffling.

Oscar raises an eyebrow, “I’m sorry?”

“I wanna stay in your room…” Logan mutters, “Just for tonight.”

“I mean, yea.” Oscar smiles, “Sure.”

Logan’s body relaxes a little. 

“Something up?” Oscar says while closing the door as Logan sits on his bed.

Logan takes a moment to breathe before flopping onto the bed.

“Yea.” Logan says.

“Wanna talk?”

“How long you got?”

“The whole night.”

Oscar can see Logan’s lips curl up, he’s smiling. He’s smiling just a little.

“Alright.” Logan says, swinging his legs onto the bed.

Oscar positions himself next to Logan, before lying down as well.

“Do you think we aren’t as close anymore?” Logan whispers, but loud enough for Oscar to hear.

Oscar hesitates for a second.

“Yea.” 

Logan sighs.

“Sorry.” Oscar says.

“Don’t be.” Logan replies, “It’s natural. The cutthroat nature of this sport.”

“Still isn’t good enough of a reason to drift from you.” Oscar says, “I mean, you’ve been such a great person. I feel bad that you’re alone.”

Logan nods, “Do you think the grid doesn’t like me?”

Oscar finds himself thinking hard for a reply.

“I wouldn’t say that.”

“Then what?”

“They aren’t close to you.”

Logan nods subtly again.

“No one wants to be close to me.” Logan chuckles. It’s not a happy chuckle.

“I want to.” Oscar clears his throat.

Logan smiles slightly.

“I’m just the friendly American at the back of the line.” Logan says, his voice almost cracking.

“They’ll only talk to me if they have to.” Logan continues.

Oscar lowers his head, looking at Logan in the eyes.

He’s right.

“They don’t matter.” Oscar says.

Logan hums softly.

“I’ll be your friend… well- I already am.” Oscar says, “I’ll be… a better friend.”

Logan looks away.

“I mean it. They don’t need to matter, only I do.” Oscar says, his voice laced with concern.

“Sure?” Logan says, his voice is soft and weak.

“Yes.” Oscar confidently says back, “Yes I’m sure. You’re not the back of the line for me.”

Logan turns back.

“Thanks Oscar.”

Oscar clears his throat before shifting closer to Logan.

Logan’s right in so many ways and Oscar hates it. He’s right about just being “an American” to everyone else and a last resort for conversations. He knows it. Logan knows it. Everyone knows it.

It’s been forever since Oscar’s seen Logan initiate conversation with someone because Logan knows no one wants to talk to him anyway. They aren’t making it subtle either, they’re making it look like they’re a 5 year old child being asked to tidy his room.

Oscar hates it. His heart shatters a little more every time Logan forces a smile out. 

He’ll make this right.

He has to.

[torenchao]

so how do we feel about a pla mafia au

[gothic-mothic]

Have I ever posted my Water Narrator thoughts?

For a while, I’ve thought of the use of Water as symbolism for The Narrator, in and out of game context

I think these thoughts are most reasonable when looking at The Skip Button Ending and The Epilogue. In The Skip Button ending when The Narrator first sees a bad review they (Stanley and The Narrator) go outside to see that it’s starting to rain. This continues the duration they spend outside, The Narrator’s stirring mind evident by the distant thunder and as we get closer to the edge of the land we see a large ocean. And what rises out of it? The Narrator’s newest creation, The Skip Button. With this all happening it wouldn’t be outlandish to associate The Narrator and the water outside. Once Stanley’s inside the concrete room we are taken away from the water over time. It dries up along with The Narrator and at the end of those many years we’re left with a tundra; a desert that hasn’t seen water in years. And The Epilogue doesn’t dispute this, the only life we see being Stanley and TK

More into my personal thoughts, The Narrator is vast like the ocean we see. All encompassing; he surrounds his story (a comic I made that slightly echos these ideas).

It rains when he cries, it boils when he’s angry, the clouds fly as he breathes

I talk ab this a tiny bit more in the tags of this post (warning: he’s a bit naked) (ignore the last tag um)

[vongulli]

Jojo stuff from early 2022! (pt. 1 cos theres more)

[luck-of-the-drawings]

oh the dread, oh the worry! you love your sister so much and you need to know shes okay. you trust her but you cant trust the world, and more than anything else you cant trust yourself

[mountainsfuzzyballs]

AHEM AHEM *airhorn sound weeeeooooo*

swiss ghoul tummy.

that’s it, thank you for your attention.

[sockdooe]

Razzle dazzle ;)

[ryuzakjis]

no way ryuzakjis post whaaaaaaa

[belovedrm]