#Tried to find some references

[zephyra-in-the-house]

Don't Mention the Kid

"It was at this moment that he knew... he fucked up."

Here's a little depiction of that time in Chapter 6 of my fic "Second Chances" where the leader of the mercenaries, Junfeng, mentions MK and Macaque goes absolutely ape shit

(Lords I hope the quality isn't as bad when upload it as it is right now LOL)

[neurotonic]

fancy ladies attending a gala...honestly, what's the worst that could happen?

Fanart for @the-valiant-valkyrie 's fic Dressed to Kill YAY!! can't wait for them to kill now that they're dressed :3c

[mishy-mashy]

What point is there in ruling the world, if the people you want in it are already gone?

The goal to rule the world is hollow now. All For One wanted a world where everyone existed for his sake.

Yet, the one person (possession) he wanted most by his side, as the one whose dreams inspired him to find his own, and the first person AFO declared them to, is already gone.

[soldier-poet-king]

Okay so I've basically decided to apply for that gig, it came down to the fact that were it not my fear of earning my current boss' emnity, there would be very little hesitation about it (albeit I'd be going from permanent to contract again, but it's a longer contract, at an institution I'd really like to work for, with much better connections and experience than my current gig, as well as better pay, location, etc)

So now it's like. Well how/when do I tell my current boss that I'm applying? Esp since she's so....emphatic....about my role in this Big Upcoming Project and her idealized 5 year plan. Like??? I'm not guaranteed to get this gig! I'm a solid candidate, and would probably get at least an interview, but still! I'm just??? Wahhhh

I tired and jumpy and feel guilty for just existing and I'm TERRIFIED of every little noise and conversation because it's like waiting for the other shoe to drop and waiting for something bad you know it's going to happen no it's not the trauma no it's not because my boss is sort of similar to my mother personality wise no it's not a trauma response in addition to my own lack of experience

[seagull-scribbles]

Had a few sonic artists tell me they struggle with Vectors Head, so here is how I (an amateur) do it

I don’t draw Vector’s canon body but I can make a second part about his canon design and my version if anyone would like!

Links to downloadable chain brushes

Variety of clip studio ones here [X]

A tutorial by flo does art on making a chain brush for Procreate - [X]

For those who are struggling to read my writing I have reblogged this to my main with a transcription, which you should be able to see in the notes or go to [here]

Want an activity to complete the lesson? Here is a Vector drawing challenge [here]

[astralartefact]

Caerleon's Legacy 20 years of Drakengard

[lunavagans]

Colored version of Kiddie!Cosmo. I‘ve decided I hate the book now. Used too many colors in the butterfly, and now it‘s just… like that. Fingers crossed that tumblr doesn‘t screw the quality too much beyond that!!

[extraclwnporeal]

Steve Harrington's relationship with love.

All the loving, all the lack of it. All the being loved in the end.

The Harrington's house was big and warm, at first, and their little Steven was welcomed with anticipation and want. The little one had warm food, plenty of toys, frequent visits of family's friends, and bedtime stories that ended with forehead kisses for some good years, all mostly from the hands of his mother. His smile was frequent and it felt like love. And of course, it didn't last — but, God, it was good once.

When Mr. Harrington's job stopped demanding for frequent flights, the house quickly changed. His low and scary voice was new to Steve — that only knew his mommy's melodic tone and her friends high pitched voices —, and it was used to say some new things to him, too. Things that made he think that maybe his hair wasn't so beautiful, or that the bad grades he got sometimes meant he didn't deserve good ones at all.

Once he was old enough to notice bad patterns, his parent's relationship didn't look like love either. It sounded and looked and even smelled wrong. The time Mrs. Harrington spent in the bathroom so she didn't have to talk to her husband, her beautiful confident voice fading and giving place to a shy voice that didn't sound like her at all. The frequent arguing, the way they glared at each other with nothing other than disdain and ressentment, and how they hated each other with such intensity there was no more space to love their son — it was all wrong.

When Steve got into high school, things seemed to change a little. From other eyes he discovered he could be a new person, just a handsome and charming jock who's easy to love. There were hands to hold, mouths to kiss and eyes glued on his back anywhere he went, and it almost felt like love. He called it love — with his hope disguised as certainty and experience.

He was sure it was love, yeah, sure, it must be. So, when Carol Perkins broke up with Tommy H. for the first time, Steve was sure of what do to, what to say. Steve got him into his car and drove him to Lover's Lake to clear his mind, already planning on taking him to parties and finding somebody new — even though he would miss Carol too. But Tommy started talking, confessing things he never thought he would. Steve listened to his best friend talk about how his relationship was flawed — how it lacked something so bitter to say they just acknowledged it without putting into words. His friend went silent, trying to muffle a cry, and so did Steve, thus their pain was shared in a weird bond. Then Tommy — a disheveled and exasperated Tommy — put his put his hands on Steve's shoulders and his mouth oh-so-close to Steve's mouth for a minute, a solid minute the seemed to make the noise of tiny waves of the lake go silent. But Tommy just let Steve go, mumbling a low "love is shitty, man".

Then Steve understood. God, he changed his mind for good. He knew nothing about love.

A lot of other girls happened, and it was not love. Some boys happened, and it was not love, but sure it was new. Nancy happened, and it was almost love. Yeah, but love, raw and bare love, was still far from showing up.

Out of high school and out of his peak as King Steve, he was a little lost — if not completely. He started working, gaining some money, planning a future, thinking about living his life rather than thinking about love.

Patiently, love showed itself. There was Dustin, whose smile was also Steve's smile. He was the one to first make his old persona crumble, "cause popularity was always a dumb and limitating concept anyways". Steve gave Dustin his best advices and haircare routine, and in return, Dustin gave Steve brotherhood, with it's secret handshakes and a spot kept with love at the Henderson's dinner table.

Then there was Robin, and rather than a girlfriend, Steve met his sister, half of his soul. His dawns were placed at the side of his telephone in the kitchen, telling her secrets and hearing her laugh. His closet had drawers and a whole door filled with her baggy clothes, so she'd have them in their sleepover nights — even though she's used to steal Steve's clothes by now.

Then Steve met — the correct way this time, because high school Steve was a jerk — Eddie, and it was easy to love him. At first, sure, there was jealousy. Well, all his friends loved Eddie, and he wanted to know what was all that fuss about. He was met with crooked smiles, beautiful brown eyes and a guy that was so unapologetically himself it was scary. Then, the nerdy jokes and rambles and his always flirtatious tone showed up. And with some more time, you couldn't spot Eddie without his Steve. Eddie threw himself at Steve's heart like there was a spot there with his name written on it the whole time. Maybe it was, who knows.

Steve said he didn't know love, but it was only until he was able to look at his once empty house — that his parents left for him when they left Hawkins for good —, now full of laughter and good memories, and call it a home.

Love came to him as if it was the easiest thing in the world, as if it was bound to happen. Steve figured, love is driving teenagers around even though their high pitched voices give you headaches and they leave your car a mess. Love is listening to their problems when they need you to. Love is finally learning how to make proper meals cause now you have lots of mouths to feed. Love is listening to your best friend talk about the same problems over and over and give her the same advices she gave you over and over, just cause she needed you to say it. Love is driving her everywhere because you're both scared of losing that routine, and love is still driving her everywhere even though she has a license now. Love is having company for crying sessions just like you had when you were laughing. Love is never spending birthdays alone again. Love is having a hand that will caress your back to help you sleep, with it's cold rings that always makes you shiver. Love is looking at his face and thinking about making it work, thinking about a bright, happy future. Love is forgetting what privacy is in the sweetest way possible, cause you have company in the bathroom even when you're pissing at night. Love is giving up the last piece of apple pie even though it's your favorite, because it's your best friend's favorite too. Love is receiving gifts for mothers days, birthdays, christmas, thanksgivings, or just because they felt like giving you something. Love is listening to your brother talk about his interests nonstop even though you don't understand a word of it, just because it makes him smile. Love is the stack of D&D handbooks on your nightstand with their bookmarks near the end.

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Here’s my messed up attempt at a horse (without references)

The legs tho

I mean

You're right about the legs going on for days lmao

I love your horse sdfsfs

[samarecharm]

YOU. YOU UNDERSTAND!!

Personas having bonds with their users is SUCH a good concept I wish was explored more in canon and the moral ambiguous nature of the Phantom Thieves' personas just make it so much more interesting. Like the leader literally has SATAN as the incarnation of his soul has got to mean something. I could go on for HOURS about it. and loki isn't evil!! he's on the same level as any other persona (perhaps a bit more fucked up, but its part of his charm). He's not driving Akechi to kill people, because he is still Akechi!!

also I would like to remind everyone that Joker was 100% down to kill Kamoshida if Ann had chosen to do it. Joker can have a bit of moral ambiguity too, as a little treat.

Yes yes yes i think so much of the game skimmed over some very interesting mechanics! Thats unfortunately what happens w AAA titles; certain fun concepts are simply introduced, never explored. I wouldve loved to see Arsene talk to you, or have Akira consult him every once in a while. Thats HIS persona! The intro sequences for each of the Main personas is them reminding each thief of what they stand for! They are quite literally bonded and in this together ! One doesnt exist without the other, so i think it is safe to say that personas have their users best interests at heart (literally!)

And u are so right; the moral ambiguity of the thieves is almost NEVER addressed in a way that felt satisfying. The only person who called it like it was, was Goro! I dont think he had an issue with WHAT the thieves were doing; he was more upset with how they were framing it. Goro had no problem using his powers to fuck people up, but he also wasnt pretending he was doing people a favor by doing this. This wouldve been SO good to dig deep into! Akira clearly wants to Help people but he also wants criminals to get what they deserve; theres a pull between ‘just doing the right thing’ and ‘making sure bad people have bad things happen to them’. I dont think this is a negative trait at all tbh but its acknowledging that you can have an Akira who is Spiteful and motivated by vengeance….like goro…

Anyway i think that just adds some confirmation that Satanael is a bit more fitting for Akira than youd think. None of the thieves are goody two shoes (NONE of them!). The police have done nothing to make their lives better, and so they take justice into their own hands.

Ill leave this persons tags here too bc i thought it was relevant to ur thoughts 🤔🤔🤔

[hydrasaura]

when i said that mha ripped off naruto (which i said only to piss off mha stans anyway) I didn't mean to sound like i was praising naruto. it was actually more like a sigh of disappointment, a reaction to seeing that all the problems that naruto had as a show transpired trough mha too and i was tired because watching naruto was enough for me but then i realized that my problem actually is that i can no longer stand watching shonen anime and i chose not to tire myself by cringing at the repetitive tropes and cliches anymore

[mvnces]

those bikers on tiktok whose helmets have lil ears (just lil ones) but it's decker <3

[headedoutleft]

There’s a shield in my brain that any homestuck knowledge bounces off of, I did not put it there, it just is

[k8katdoodles]

I really want to get better at drawing hugs, so here's a little practice sketch with chiluc because I'm a little bit obsessed with them.

[gloriousmonsters]

5 minutes and i again see

someone: *makes a joke about how taylor swift should tell people to kill ron desantis for her because it would be super effective*

someone else: haha, no she wouldn't say it right out. Here's a string of emojis and let me explain what the references are, as Taylor Swift is wont to play little games with promoting stuff where she knows her fans have often been with her throughout her career and will get references to specific songs/albums/events, therefore allowing her to create decodable messages

someone else: WOW THIS IS JUST LIKE QANON

[mycological-mariner]

Trick or treat!

Treat! 🎃

Here’s a lady pirate for you!

Mary Wolverston (who is frequently confused with her mother in law Elizabeth) married into the wealthy Cornish family the Killigrews. The Killigrew family were an old family and Pendennis Castle (built by Henry VIII) was included on their Arwenack Estate. Her husband John IV had been taking advantage of his high position (MP to Lostwithiel once and Penryn twice as well as just having insane generational wealth and a large estate) and his control of the world’s third largest natural harbour to bribe officials and take advantage of ships coming in. Mary also joined in and at some point became much more involved than her husband. So involved, in fact, that she actually had buried treasure in her garden (probably). Classic pirate trope.

So then, it’s 1582 and Mary hears about the Spanish merchant Marie of San Sebastián and ordered some of her servants to raid it. By most accounts, it does not appear that Lady Killigrew was present for the raid and outsourced it to her servants — as well, she was in her 60s by this point. And while the raid was successful, Mary was then arrested and accused of fencing the goods after the raid. She was sent to trial and sentenced to death. Two of her servants were killed. Lady Killigrew, however, was pardoned by Queen Elizabeth I due to some not insubstantial bribery on her son’s part. The date of her death is unknown, however today she is known as The Queen of Kernow or the Pirate Queen of Cornwall. To be sure, there’s quite a lot of romanticism surrounding her story, but nevertheless she really was tried for piracy in her 60s, was pardoned by the Queen and has quite the legacy today.

I recommend Dame Killigrew and the Spanish Ship by Michell Whitley for some further reading. There’s quite a lot of mythology and just straight up lies about Mary Killigrew neé Wolverston, so I highly recommend looking into it more if you’re interested!

Here’s a photo of the Killigrew Monument in Falmouth (as I can’t find a reliable portrait of the lady herself). Happy Halloween!!