#and the moon...ahh

[mournfulroses]

Margaret Atwood, from a poem titled "Owl and Pussycat, Some Years Later," featured in Paper Boat: Selected Poems

[shut-up-danny-kun]

hey, that's me

♫ Dancing in the moon light ♫

My artwork for @thylabang 2024, The Shore Leave Reverse Bang! My thought behind the drawing was to depict an intimate moment between the two souls

To accompany my art, go read my partner's @shut-up-danny-kun (ao3) absolutly astonishing fic "Opera Fish" to find out how they got there!

Here's a close up <3

[varpusvaras]

All Caste Jason AU where he completes his training but still goes back to Gotham with a little less of murderous tendencies but still fully intending to kill the Joker, but when he steps his foot into the city for the first time while being magical, he instantly full-body recoils like "Jesus Christ this place is fucking rancid, what the fuck-"

So now he's just hanging around, trying to magically cleanse the city because this is just too much. It's too much. He can feel his aura take negative points the longer he stays there. Jason always prided himself in being a true Gothamite and having the lungs of an ox because he grew up breathing the grime, but now he has to periodically leave to get some fresh air. Has he gotten too used to the mountain air, why is the air so thick-

[divinit3a]

ATTACKING @soupdweller WITH AU GIFT (affectionately ; no soups were harmed . . . probably?)

@rosescarletful also has an angels of death au fic :D if you enjoy the series and crave more cross-over ❤️

they are sooo normal... y e a... ^-^ ;;

[kyooworuu]

I FORGOT I HAD TUMBLR LMAOOOAOQ

More shadowmilk x pure vanilla commission I made for my friend ueee mf keeps asking for the same flavors grrhhh /affectionate

[oceanfishye]

Butterflies mean transformation and hope, but it doesn't seem theres any hope for this one.

[druidberries]

it's been AGES since the last Lucine post so I had to bring my bbg out 🖤

ft. @simandy's new hair and it is quite literally perfection

[senseioftheseidiots]

Practice with the tablet, sometimes putting old men in flowy clothes is just what one needs for self care

[piowasthere]

`i N S a N i T Y`

finally got this one done it was in the making for like a week, i'm just procrastinating for no reason lol

i also used only the thumbnails as ref cuz if i'd have to stare at his ugly mug for so many hours i would either explode or start to like it and neither is a good option.

anyway alts under cut, don't go insane <3

glitchless, no txt, alt

[evilbitchartist]

the them <3333

tagging @orphees-corner because he basically owns this ship!!

[kirobeilschmidt]

progresssssss 🦐 (guess whos next)

[yolexxx]

‘Number-One-Moon-Hater’ just added to their story

I made Nexus’ appearance look as uncomfortable as he makes me🥰

[superstar-shifts-askblog]

Hello! Its nice to meet you! Whats your favorite thing about the Daycare? Your least favorite?

Do you know how long it takes to clean a ball pit?

[cakeofbake]

Highway to Hell!!

Welcome my fellow dca patrons to my HIGHWAY TO HELL AU!!

details below cutttt :3

In this au, basically you (the reader) want to run your own diner, but you don’t have enough money for it so you pick up a job at a truck stop where two handsome robots happen to work :D

⬇️ character deets ⬇️

Sun:

Sun is super cheery and friendly, but even the kindest, most caring people have deep, dark secrets way in the depths of their jobs.

Super soft spot for y/n

Ever since the incident he hated Moon

Moon:

Has ‘security checks’ controlled by ‘the boss’ that made the incident happen

afraid of hurting people

acts like a quiet and reserved person but he’s really just a silly guy

Used to not like y/n

Y/N:

Live with their aunt

has a huge scar on their back in the shape of an X

Likes Morgan Wallen

Always wanted to own a diner since they were like 6 years old

[divinit3a]

i really like your eldritch aliens story.

pls may i have some more?

hehe hi, thank you :D that means a lot to me to hear!! (i like them also... tis fun to draw Freaklets)

the lovely @rosescarletful wrote a oneshot for them!! (they have requests open, the kindest of the kind 💚)

I gently place some doodles into your hands....

and... a snippet of writing for them, below... :3c

The back of your eyelids flutter as you lift your head up. 

At the sight that greets you, you struggle to lurch back. And fail. 

Moving in a constant ripple is a wall of seamless gristle. Cut into the expanse is segments which begin to define the edges of its limbs into coarse webbing, the distinct and unpleasant color of viscera. 

From the writhing mass, blossoming outward like an unruly, parasitic sprout off an orchid, a mockery of familiar features takes form. The surface of its body is unnaturally smooth and simultaneously jagged in other areas, like a sculptor’s unfinished chisel into pure marble. 

The body bends down closer. It pushes a semblance of a face near yours. The motion is all too fluid and fast, like it lacks the skeletal structure to bend at joints with a limited range. Instead, the flesh folds and collapses into itself. Reforms elsewhere. 

From the center of what you’d call its chest, an eye blinks open. Peeling apart the flat plane to make room for the rounded optic that pushes outward. Rings of light circle around what you designate its pupil. The brightest point.

Once you make the mistake of eye contact, a compulsion latches onto you. 

It feels impossible to look away.  

You shrink back further into the web of sinew that binds you in place. The scientific half of your mind is curious. The logical half of your mind is deeply afraid. 

You hurry to squeeze your eyes shut as all of their remaining infinite eyes blink open. 

Every pupil leers directly at you. Countless white dots. There's an intense pressure, like a migraine, pressing down on your brain. It feels like having fingers caress against the spongy organ before squeezing so hard that it threatens to bleed out your nostrils instead.

Soft suggestions flood in. Soothe over the pain with mindless, humming static. The wordless messages caress your subconscious like wind sweeping through strands of hair. To look. To open your eyes.

[sunnyknight-original]

Pt 2 of my neglecting digital art for traditional WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME

I rock w it.