#and voila

[itskaitsart]

*insert a somewhat cheesy romance song here*

[isagaiia]

the herald's favorite

[divyasoup]

beach day

[tirameezu]

cookie wips

[manalltheseart]

OMG finally finished this. I was actually drawing this just for funsies but then the event came up so why not?

Happy 4th Anniversary with the game that pulled me into interactive fiction, made me brainrot so hard and froth at the mouth for such a well written and thought out story, @evertidings

The illustration without the text is below:

[megatruxfr]

Summoning some more Brank XDDD i love my gay cars

Saw some very kewl concept art of prank... had to do smth with it haha

[d1tz]

LATE BIRTHDAY GREETING @irisgoth

Cw: Prolonged eye contact

[boy-eclipse]

think about your f/o so sleepy they can hardly stand and crawling into your arms and immediately dozing off

[blueberry-ry]

Shuk'at

[shoo-KHAT]

Deserter (lit: lacerated person)

Typically used to refer to those deserters that end up becoming beggars, waiting for the war to be over and finally go back home.

[kaviiinsky]

this reads like a gay poem but it’s actually just a work email from some guy named eric that doesn’t know how to fill out a fucking pdf

[strnza]

i  know  that  only  like  3-4  of  y’all  actively  write  w  vamp  liza  but  unfortunately  i  still  have  brain  rot  for  that  verse  and  will  be  continuing  to  info  dump  and  word  vomit  about  it  any  time  i’m  free  <3

[michelle-manips]

Bonnie Bennett Gif

[chimckenns]

honey and guy angst pls

It was nearing holiday season, and Guy and Honey were working overtime for what felt like every single day. Guy is forced to take more shifts as Max’s Pizza was getting more orders, and Honey had to take over another project after their coworker took the week off for a holiday.

By the time Honey got home, Guy was passed out in the bed. And by the time Guy woke up, Honey had already left. Guy wanted to stay awake or at least wake up when Honey got home to talk to them, but he was so drained from standing and working all day.

When was the last time they even saw each other?

On Sunday Guy finally got a small break, with his shift starting in the afternoon instead of the morning, and he took this opportunity to finally see and talk to his Honey again.

He woke up to the sun shining through the blinds. He was pleasantly surprised to feel warmth coming from the spot next to him on the bed, and he wriggled towards it, arms snaking around Honey’s waist and burying his face in the crook of their neck.

“Mmmmf…” He nuzzled into their hair. “Honeyyy…”

He felt them wriggle a little, head tilting ever so slightly in his direction. “Hmm? What time is it?”

“It’s 8am or something, I don’t know.”

“Mmmmmh… lemme sleep.” They rolled away from him and buried their face in the sheets.

Guy let out a gasp, waking up a little more now.

“You’d throw away an opportunity to spend the morning with the love of your life? When we finally have the chance? Come on Honeeeyyy I missed youuuu.” He wriggled closer, arms reaching for them again.

“Please stop. I’m tired. Lemme sleep.” Honey mumbled and avoided his touch again.

Something in Guy snapped, frustration built up from the previous week of fatigue, and without a word he got up and left the bed. He made his way to the kitchen and made breakfast, before leaving for work a little early. He’d make up some excuse and help out with prep today. Not that any of his coworkers would complain about extra hands on deck.

Honey fell back asleep, making the most of their one day off. They vaguely remember Guy saying something that morning, but couldn’t recall what happened. They were dragged into deep slumber, before they were trapped in a nightmare.

Guy had left. Actually left. And they hadn’t even noticed. When was the last time they even talked? When was the last time they ever even saw him? They jolted awake, hand feeling the spot next to them where he usually lies. But it was empty. Cold. Honey sat up and looked around. It was their apartment, but it was as if every trace of Guy had disappeared. His clothes were gone from their closet. His extra pillow and plushie was gone from the bed. His hoodie that was always on the chair in the room was gone.

Or was he ever here?

Honey spiralled and it felt harder to breathe. Their thoughts in their head grew louder and louder until it overwhelmed them, and all they could hear were the same thoughts that used to plague them.

Why would anyone be here? Why would anyone want to be with you anyway? No one likes you, you’re too cold. You’re too mean. You’re too closed off. No one understands you. Why would they even want to. You’re not worth the time.

Time seemed to stop yet also speed up at the same time, and they felt themselves freeze up. Their hands instinctively moved to cover their ears. It was too loud. Yet the house was silent. Their thoughts just kept getting louder, and they shut their eyes, a single tear falling down their cheek. Somewhere along the way they had woken up, but their dreams had blended into reality, and they felt trapped.

Guy came home earlier than he planned as he had started work early. Rosa insisted he rest, and he was too tired to refuse. It had been a while since he got to go home before the night time rush.

He opened the door to find darkness. That’s odd. Honey had their day off today. They could have gone out, but that would be very uncharacteristic of them considering it’s their rare day off.

He shuffled in, putting his bag down and taking off his jacket. He made his way to the bedroom, just in case. Sometimes Honey would nap at odd times of the day, maybe this was one of those moments.

But there they were. Sitting up on the bed with their knees folded up, curling in on themselves. They had their hands over their ears still, and Guy could see dried tear stains on their cheek.

Oh.

Not wanting to scare them, Guy whispered.

“Honey? What’s wrong?”

Honey didn’t seem to hear him. Their eyes were hollow and unfocused, gaze stuck at their feet.

Guy reached for their hands, and gently touched it, gauging their reaction. When Honey didn’t flinch, he held their wrist in his hand and pried it away from their ear. Only then did Honey finally register his presence.

“…Guy?”

“Yeah, it’s me. What’s wrong?”

“I don’t… I-… I thought you left.” Honey looked up at him, their eyes desperately searching for answers in his. Their hands were shaking. Guy had never seen them so small before.

“I did, but I just went to work. You said you wanted to sleep, and I didn’t want to bother you if you weren’t in the mood.” He kept his hands on theirs, hoping it somehow grounded them.

They fell silent. Then they leaned their head on his shoulder, hiding their face.

“I thought you left.” It was barely a whisper.

Guy wrapped his arms around them, and shifted so that they could sit in his lap and he could have his legs on either side of them, holding them properly.

“I’ll never leave you, Honey.” He pressed a kiss to their head.

[borealtwilight]

it has finally happened

the john halo order number

[cpyclopse]

"And maybe this is killing a part of me

But it aint called love without a little tragedy~"

[My Art]