#UGHHH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

[iffasart]

Quick imodna redraw of ep 90 (i didn't even watch it)

DOOMED WITCHES

Edit: i forgot a layer of shading 😅

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[coralkelp]

these guys suck(they're my favorite trio)

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[ratttgay]

i just want to appreciate dnp for never slacking in terms of like environmental activism. like, dan didn't have to mention that there was a lot of plastic when they got the dips. HE DIDNT EVEN HAVE TO LEAVE A REVIEW!!!!! i mean we also know that they regularly recycle and dan's even vegan!! i'm just so glad that what they say translates to action AND WE CAN SEE THAT!!!!

[twipsai]

BEST FRIENDS!!!

(rbs are greatly appreciated!!! :D)

[bow-of-aros]

Fair and Square

Hey guys I'm back :)) This is heavily inspired by the most recent chapter of my fic I'll Follow You Anywhere (hellyeahheistbooks if you're curious) because I wanted to include this there but I had different plans already. So here it shall go :D I'm just a big fan of Charles crumbling and Edwin looking at him as though his smile is the most beautiful thing in the world okay?????????????

I hope y'all enjoy!! <3

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“Shit!” Edwin tugs him further along as spectral bullets whizz through the air around them, close enough to add another shaved stripe to Charles’ hair.

Edwin glances back at his shout, eyebrows furrowing as Charles lags behind, “Good God, Charles! Move your legs. I promise you that it is not that difficult!”

It takes Charles a moment to formulate a response through his desperate intake of unnecessary breath between each step. “I’m trying! Not everyone has a fucking infinite endurance like you—look out!”

Charles throws himself at Edwin, sending them both crashing into an alleyway and away from the fucking iron grenade that was just thrown at them.

The alley is bathed in an orange glow as an explosion roars behind them, shrapnel and pieces of debris rain down on them like divine fury and they quickly scramble their way out.

Edwin pulls Charles to his feet and he finds himself in a small alcove, surrounded by crates and abandoned furniture. More sounds of general destruction rang out from where they were, but because of everything blocking them from view and the disorganized state of the spirit, Charles was pretty sure that they were in the clear.

That didn’t stop Edwin from placing his hand over Charles’ mouth and raising an eyebrow when he opened his mouth to speak. Or from pushing him more firmly against the wall when he tried to move.

Alright, so this is how it’s going to be.

Charles just barely refrains from licking Edwin’s hand, and instead settles in to wait until they’re in the clear.

It doesn’t take very long for the spirit to move elsewhere, either to continue searching for them or because it forgot what it was doing entirely didn’t matter much to Charles as he tried once more to move past Edwin and out into the open.

He’s halted by a firm hand on his shoulders and a whispered, “It may still be out there. We should stay here for a few more minutes, just to be safe.”

And, you see, Charles would normally agree that it’s better to be safe than sorry in these situations, but Edwin’s thumbs have started brushing back and forth against the base of his neck and Charles has a feeling that Edwin knows exactly what he’s doing.

“Ed—” He’s cut off by the swipe of fingers just under his jaw, and he purses his lips together to keep from making any loud noises.

Edwin grins at him, the curl of his lips is all mischief and playfulness as he says, “You may want to remain quiet, Charles. We wouldn’t want to alert anyone to our position.”

Alright. Charles knows this game. He’s got this.

A light graze on the shell of his ear has him immediately reconsidering that thought.

He tries to bury that ear against his shoulder, but that only exposes the other one to Edwin’s careful ministrations. And, surprise surprise, when he goes to hide the other ear, Edwin just moves back to the original one.

Charles can tell that Edwin’s very amused at the little dance that he’s created, but can’t say anything about it due to his ever-widening grin and the stream of giggles that are just itching to burst out.

Edwin grows bored after a few rounds of this and switches to drawing barely-there patterns against Charles’ ribs, lighting up his nerves despite the layers of clothing that should be blocking out the sensation. This almost gets Charles to crack, the lightness of the touch making him want to crawl out of his skin.

He’d almost prefer it if Edwin just dug in and forced him to lose his tenuous grasp on his control. But that wasn’t part of the game, so Charles stuck it out by offering meager defenses that Edwin easily thwarted.

It was like his strength was completely sapped in moments like these. Honestly, he was surprised that his knees were still holding him up with how desperately he wanted to curl up into a ball to protect himself.

Instead, after a particularly evil curl of fingers under his chin, Charles made the fatal mistake of burying his face in Edwin’s shoulder.

Exposing his back.

Fingers immediately started tracing up Charles’ spine as he did his best to stifle the silent laughter that was shaking his shoulders and muffle his grin against Edwin’s jacket. Edwin simply placed his chin atop Charles' head and lazily drew his trailing fingers upwards, ignoring Charles grabbing desperate fistfuls of fabric in an attempt to steady himself.

Charles had lost the moment the game began, but he really lost when Edwin reached the space between his shoulder blades, and began slowly dragging his fingers in and out.

It started with a squeak, one so quiet that you wouldn’t hear it unless you were listening for it. Then came the trickle of smothered giggles, Charles still trying to stay quiet despite already being defeated.

Then, out of fucking nowhere, Edwin switched tactics and scribbled his fingers in that spot, drawing out a half-snort, half-squeal and sending Charles crashing to his knees in an attempt to get away.

He only got about halfway down before running out of room, but Edwin pulled away to allow him to recover.

When Charles looked up again, he was greeted by Edwin’s smug smile, one that was softened by the fond light in his eyes as he gazed down at Charles.

His grin only widened as he caught Charles’ eye, and Charles just knew that he was about to say—

“I win.”

Yeah, that.

“Like hell! You totally cheated!” Not really, but Charles will be damned if he goes down without a fight, “You know that my back is unfair!”

There was a shift in the air, and Charles straightened up only to be backed further against the wall as Edwin moved forward once more. “You take that back, Charles Rowland. I am no cheater, I won fair and square.”

And, well, there’s a reason that Charles isn’t called the brains in this agency. “I will not. You, Edwin Payne, cheated.”

Edwin lets out a sigh filled with false remorse and says, “Well, I did give you a chance. But what must be done must be done, I suppose.”

Charles really does hope that the spirit is long gone by now, because he would be leading it right to them.

They don’t get back to the office for a while, but, when they do, one thing’s for certain.

Edwin Payne is not a cheater.

[thatoneweirdo14]

stanarrator but instead of the narrator getting a physical form, on one of the runs Stanley goes up to the whiteboard and starts drawing in the meeting room while the narrator is like "what are you doing? you're detracting from the story!" but he doesn't listen and finishes the drawing anyway then the narrator sees it and is like "who's that? there aren't supposed to be any other characters here..." and Stanley's like "that's you." and he's like "oh, um..." (he is very flustered) and later, if the skip button ending is achieved, stanley find some extra junk in the sand and uses it to build a 3d model of the narrator which he then kisses (so it's as if he's kissing the narrator fr, or, at least as real as it can get) and when he finds the stanley button, he puts it with the model, completing it.

[moonartemisia]

Letitia and Hajun's pet names are Mahal and Jagi respectively. Letitia calls Hajun "mahal" meaning "love" in Filipino since she is one, Jagi is honey/dear/sweetie in Korean :3

[shima-draws]

This is everything actually!! Just so you know!!!

[wrathyforest]

[sensiblethingtodo]

I've been really lucky that Kendrick is a good friend of mine and I was in the edit when she was prepping her movie, and we really kind of went back and forth on things that we were doing or if she needed, you know, she doesn't need any of my advice, so it's not necessarily about that, but it was quite of sort of like picking each other's brains on a couple things, which was cool. - Brittany Snow I spoke to Brittany Snow on the phone, and she, in a very role-reversal way of our relationship, gave me the most casual pep talk, which was literally in a very flat voice: "You'll get on set, and you'll know what to do." And it was just like, "Yeah, okay." That's usually how I find myself talking to her, and I think I was expecting this flowery, long pep talk, and she so cut to the chase that I was like, "Okay, damn girl. I'll just figure it out, I guess." - Anna Kendrick

[deoidesign]

someone asked me what if adam and steve switched vampire and werewolf...

And then since my monsters are purposefully not much visually different because of metaphors, I went more traditional vampire and werewolf...

and then I got carried away...

[fumifooms]

Chilchuck Tims has 4 daughters

Izutsumi’s relationship with the whole party is very fun and heartwarming, and her relationship with each party member has something unique and special, but besides Senshi being the mama hen I really love how Chilchuck looks after Izutsumi in a father-ish way. He’s the only one in the party that sees her like an actual human girl lol. He treats her with respect while not letting himself be walked over, and I think there’s something to be said about it, esp since Chilchuck knows how it’s like to be infantilized and pet like a cute thing much like our favorite catgirl. He does handle her like a guy who has 3 adult daughters, parenting instincts kicking in

Listen I knooow the party is breaking up with the end approaching but I’ve been thinking a lot about if Izutsumi decided to stick with anyone and I think it’d be really nice if she stayed with Chilchuck. I love Chilchuck’s store so much, I have so many headcanons and fic plans involving it, but listen.  I feel like Chilchuck would be a good person to look after her, she’s still a teen and shown not to be mature enough to know what to do with herself and feed herself right yet, she could become Chilchuck’s store mascot like a cat that’s always lounging inside hehe.  He gains another sort-of-daughter and she keeps her favorite pillow, a loss-loss deal on his end but Chilchuck is too responsible to not take her in if needed mwahahaha Izutsumi would have no remorse, he’s ready to suffer for her comfort

Ok girl we get it he’s your dad

[anophiles]

pearls 🦪

based on Pearls from the Deep by @thedarkivist🖤

[hana-bobo-finch]

louie no stop it you can’t use his wings as salsa chips!!!

[eddiebuckley-diaz]

Tommy and Buck purposely being placed next to each other for the ceremony. Them being together and knowing we are getting more of them being so cute together!

Me:

[emilyartstudio-s]

I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO START BUT GOD, MY BOYFRIEND AND I OBSESSED WITH YOUR DRAWING SKILLS. I've been following you since winter 2021, and now you're ours most favorite sp artist. I have no words to describe, how much we in love with your art and your art style, thank you for being such a good person, and thank you for all work that you do. Especially we love works with Stan/Kyle and Craig/Kyle. I dunno, for us Kyle and Craig just fit together very well. Can we see more arts with this beautiful boys?

of course!!! here's some cryle thank you so much from the bottom of my heart <333