#WIP of Hope

[ashcremated]

he was a celestial immortal demoted to volcano spirit, he was a cultivator on a mission to kill demons, can i make it even more obvious? lil bday gift for @ranilla-bean, hi fratm di brutte vibes 💕 xianxia au century egg pookie be upon ye 💋💋🍋🌋🌋

[drawerbread]

lilies – devotion, rebirth

('the lily means "I dare you to love me"')

[crowkip]

oh to be a tired little cowboy napping with his cows

[chalkrub]

new guy alert!! she's a lindwyrm who pilots an old suit of armour and has caused many legends of evil ghost knights staggering down the road at night. in reality she's not a ghost, she's a nasty little man who wants to sell you illicit substances and talk about her insane and sordid past

[hotcinnamonsunset]

when art (below left, print by Anna Haifisch) inspires art (below right, follow up by @molabuddy) inspires art (above, hand knit cardigan by me)🐕

[articaltarts]

happy pride month ninjago fandom

+ bonus

[hootyhoowoo]

art prompt: cosy reading day on Qing Jing Peak (they're scholars! let them snuggle up and read!!)

as requested! sorry this took so long, this piece had me clawing my hair out

While I was drawing this I was thinking the original Shen Qingqiu had a very neat, orderly personal library— but transmigrated Shen Qingqiu could not care less about appearance more so about the information in it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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[ID: Green-toned Scum Villain fanart of Shen Qingqiu, Ning Yingying, Luo Binghe, and Ming Fan reading together in the Bamboo House beside a shelf stuffed with books and scrolls. They are all cushioned by blankets and pillows. Ning Yingying is asleep on Shen Qingqiu's lap, his hand on her head petting her softly. Shen Qingqiu smiles pressed against Luo Binghe, who blushes while holding a book. Ming Fan looks at him with a frown while also reading. End ID]

ID by @/nebulations — thank you!

[gouachemole]

pencil sketch of my favorite murderous nun 🖤

[za1ka]

oh no would you look at the time i can't believe Crowley's a chronic valentine's day misser! but thankfully it's never too late for amore so let's get sappyyyyyyyyyyyyy 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

[hansoeii]

here's a mel illustration I started a while ago! Trying to finish it for LBM ✨️

[canarydraws]

Andromeda 💙💜🩷

[inafieldofdaisies]

[snarkspawn]

a couple of rookanis WIPs

[pixxelcatt]

Oh hey look here’s something I’ve made

[the-raindeer-king]

Honestly, you should've known better. Soap was never one to take a joke and drop it, and joke like this? You should've know he'd take it and run with it. You just never thought it'd go this far.

Someone had brought cupcakes, the kind that come with those gaudy plastic rings meant for little kids. You and Soap had ended up with the same ring on top of your cupcakes.

"Oh, hey. They're the same. Guess we're married now."

It was a joke. Something you had laughed off, before ducking out of the break room, missing the way Soap's eyes followed you. Missing the way he stared at you, something dark and hungry in those baby blues.

The next morning, Soap's waiting at your desk with flowers and a coffee. He gives you a bright smile, watching you as you take the flowers with a smile.

"Oh, my favorite! How'd you know?"

"I know all yer favorites. Part of bein' a good husband, aye?"

That makes you pause, coffee halfway to your lips. Husband? It takes you a second to realize he's referring to the joke you made yesterday, and you give him a sheepish smile, shaking your head.

"Johnny, that was a joke. I wasn't -"

"I've got to go. But I'll get ye later. Make a proper wife of ye before the day's over," he promises, leaning down to kiss your cheek.

You don't even have a chance to argue. And when he shows up with Ghost at the end of the day, all you can think to ask is why Ghost is there.

"Johnny said you needed a witness," is Ghost's reply.