#but I wanna line the ones that are done

[nattikay]

Neteyam and Kiri all cozy in their little baby basket, lined with soft yerik hide and mama's blanket

[rebouks]

Wyatt couldn’t sleep. He’d tried his best to play it cool with Brynn and failed spectacularly, the past week having been a rare highlight in his otherwise deplorable life.

But happiness was a foreign and elusive concept, one that caused uneasiness instead of contentment. It didn’t feel right, like he hadn’t earned it, like he didn’t deserve it. How could such a wonderful feeling create such a twisted knot in the pit of your stomach?

Usually, when Wyatt slept with a woman, he didn’t feel much of anything; he’d make himself scarce the next morning, or drive them away on purpose for his own entertainment-.. and yet, with his nose nestled in her hair as she slept, he realised he didn’t want Brynn to go home.

He actually enjoyed spending time with her. She wasn’t annoying or high-maintenance, boring or stupid, and she didn’t expect anything from him, nor he her. It was terrifyingly easy.

Wyatt had never been in love before; hadn’t even come close. Not once could he remember having loved anyone or anything, familial, platonic, nor romantic-.. not properly, anyway. Not without condition, doubt, or backlash; but for some inexplicable reason, Brynn had captivated him completely.

She was soft and compassionate yet rugged and unruly, so tenacious – albeit somewhat assumedly – that he couldn’t help but admire her. She was beautiful too, and Wyatt didn’t throw that word around lightly. Hot? Sure. Gorgeous, pretty, sexy? Sure. But never beautiful. That was reserved for more; someone unique, someone he didn’t want to let go, someone he didn’t want anyone else to touch…

No, he definitely didn’t want Brynn to leave at all.

But leaving she was, and Wyatt had no choice in the matter. If she wanted to stay, she would. If not, he could only hope that she’d return one day… He’d thought about asking her not to go, but he didn’t want to beg. His father had always instilled in him not to beg for anything in life, it was demeaning and pathetic.

He’d also said you ought to take what you want by force, but Wyatt was choosing to ignore that part. It wouldn’t feel the same unless she chose for herself.

Whether he wanted to admit it or not, Wyatt was a little worried. He’d tried to ask Brynn about her life back in San Myshuno more than a few times, but she clearly didn’t want to talk about it, expertly shrugging him off every time he broached the subject. He couldn’t tell if she was nervous, ashamed, or if she truly believed it wasn’t worth talking about.

She was so good at hiding certain things that it was damned near driving him insane, and despite their rapidly growing intimacy, he wasn’t much closer to figuring out what was going on.

He couldn’t exactly keep an eye on her either, not from here-.. besides, he’d told himself that following people probably wasn’t the best idea, even if he didn’t necessarily think it was a big deal.

Wyatt sighed deeply; his head pounding. Why had he let her get under his skin? Why didn’t she want to stay? What the hell did she have in San My that she wouldn’t have here? Who the fuck did Gael even think he was? The pathetic fuckwad. She clearly didn’t like the guy all that much, why would she rather leave with him?

Unless-.. what if Brynn meant more to Wyatt than he to her? He doubted she was that good an actor, but he’d found it rather difficult to think straight recently.

Sweating at the thought, Wyatt realised he might have to be a little more honest if he wanted some answers…

Shit.

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[whenyoulosesmallmind]

Nicklas Bäckström & the Washington Capitals (+ nickeovi) ― Immortality, Clare Harner | insp.

credits: x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. x.

[writer-room]

Lloyd’s the kind of person to be completely silent while everyone is horribly singing Bohemian Rhapsody only to belt out the line “I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all” in perfect pitch and then fall dead silent again as he went back to like, reading a book or something. send post

[gift-of-prophecy]

playing two bg3 campaigns at once and figuring out when to play each is like choosing between divorcing parents all over again

[moe-broey]

Technically this is the second part to something else but I feel bad the og sketch still gets notes every now and again LMFAOO so as I'm in between projects. I have some ideas for Alcryst Forging Bonds whenever he's added to FEH 👁️👁️

[oceanwithouthermoon]

i think its weird that i have to make this disclaimer but the internet is crazy so wtvr,, anyway,,

if i say i dont like something, that doesnt mean "that thing is bad and nobody should post it.."

i swear literally every time i even mention that i dislike something, people will go "wow does that mean u fucking hate me cuz i post that thing? ur a fucking stupid bitch and all ur opinions r wrong" LIKE ?? er.. no. just because i say i dont like certain characterizations of certain characters (the saiki k fandom is CRAZY about this cuz i can state an opinion on literally any character and a group of people will still go 'well only we're allowed to post our opinions about them because we're always right!1!1!'), or certain ship tropes (mentioned my hatred of toxic yaoi maybe once or twice on here months ago and people STILL get mad at me as if i said toxic yaoi lovers r evil or something), or certain ships, or WHATEVER, does not mean that i HATE the people who are posting them or that i think they shouldnt post them at all, NO, im just posting about my personal tastes on my personal blog and it would be extremely weird and hypocritical if i decided that i was the ONLY person that was allowed to do that,,

i think the only reason people assume that is because there are a lot of other people on here who ARE like that, and a lot of people toe the line between posting that they dont like something and posting that they think everyone who likes that thing is stupid, annoying, and wrong,, so i guess all i can say is, sorry for whatever made you make these assumptions but they arent true about me so plz leave me alone ʘ‿ʘ ur doing the same thing to me that ur accusing me of but i didnt do it in the first place so ur just actively being a dick for no reason

[cranity]

found out about those hungry days ads

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

So I was rewatching Nimona with my Mama

And I don't know why watching movies with other people always makes my brain focus on the little things but this time around my brain was focused on Ambrosius. Mostly because my Mama was super confused about why they put so much weight on his and Gloreth’s names. After she brought that up I noticed a lot of little things like how the announcers chose to introduce him as “the most anticipated knight of a generation”. Then I remembered the other things like how Bal was described by the Director as “the biggest threat we’ve faced in generations” and how “thankfully we have a descendant of Gloreth to lead us”. After that, we see everyone looking to Ambrosius to fix the situation as soon as possible while knights like Todd consistently undermine him. And the Director is encouraging him to stay strong the second she senses a moment of weakness. And that all results in this 

This poor man has had the weight of the entire kingdom on his shoulders for the whole movie. What's supposed to be an exciting and happy day is overshadowed by the reminder that the entirety of the kingdom expects him to be the best knight simply because he is a direct descendant of Gloreth. He watched as his boyfriend “killed” the Queen and then chopped off his arm out of reflex and was probably under the assumption that he killed him. When he finally does show up again he’s screaming at a kid about “killing everyone” while said kid is calling Amrbosius his “nemesis” and then they go on a rampage and destroy the institute. And after that, he steps up to find Bal because let's face it if Todd was in charge Bal wouldn’t come back alive. No one says things like “Treat Ballister like the Queen killing Monster he is” “I’ll hunt him down. I’ll make him hurt I’ll-” With good intentions at heart, he wasn't gonna say “I’ll throw Bal a tea party” You know it was going to escalate and the next step was pretty obvious.

So he now has the entirety of the institute pressuring him to find Bal and is constantly reminded that the safety of the kingdom rests on him. The next time he sees Bal he’s LITERALLY KIDNAPPING SOMEONE. We have the a little moment when we get to see inside Ambrosius’ head and we can see that everything it taking a toll on him he’s stressed and conflicted and freaking out. And the Director knows this and tells him to “stay strong”. And after that, Bal is confronting him in front of all the knights pulling the rug out from under him and putting even more stress on him. He has two paths he could take and both are uphill battles. He could let Bal and Nimona go free and arrest the director with literally no proof which no one would believe. Or he could arrest Bal and Nimona which is unfortunately the easier path.

Cause think about it there is concrete proof that Bal killed the Queen and he just found out that Nimona is a “monster” something they’ve been trained to fight since they were kids. So he makes the first easy decision since the begging of the movie and decides to arrest Bal. And the thing that rips my heart out and makes me sick to my stomach is his face. This poor baby looks like he is in physical pain. Nothing about this situation is easy nothing about this situation is okay he looks like he’s about to break down and sob during this entire scene. And if you pay close attention his eyes don't stay on Bal. He is scanning the crowd to ensure no one tries to move to hurt Bal when he knows he’s vulnerable. Even though it doesn’t seem like it he’s always looking out of Bal in one way or another.

[kheprriverse]

Upcoming Ballad changes 👀?

[shima-draws]

Me, sketching out charm designs: Fun!! Ehe! So fun!!

Me, lining charm designs: Why did god put me on this earth. Why was I put here only to suffer. Such a cruel fate has befallen me

Me, coloring and shading charm designs: Fun!! Ehe! So fun!!!

[blenselche]

this is the only fic-relevant page, we're moving on to the Penelope stuff now

ending spoilers for people who don't wanna read KY for some context and the lines if you cant read em:

Finn: oh...

Fern: Kim Kil Wan said you never came back to the office, knew I'd find you here when I asked where the worksite is.

Finn: Just leaving some proof that we were here.

Fern: still using that excuse?

Finn: shut up, overgrown weed.

Fern: c'mon you sappy dipshit, let's go home.

Keep Yourself Redux CH 3 excerpt:

Finn blinks up at him. “You look like shit man—“

“My dude, I could cook with the oil in your hair, speaking of— ever heard of a haircut? Don’t start. I watched your butt mope for years, sorry I couldn’t stand to check in much anymore but it was depressing by proxy.”

“Yeah alright, fine. You know why I’m here then.”

Prismo doesn’t say anything and Finn rubs his face before he stands, reciting the speech he’d practiced in the shower for years as it rolls from his tongue easily.

“You’re gonna tell me I used my wish, but I didn’t— that wasn’t me. The other Finn did, Farm Finn used that wish, but I’m not him. He made a wish, and that wish made me. He still exists, so we cannot be the same person. Technically I’ve never used mine,” Finn argues with his whole being, hand on his chest and voice steady, stance defiant.

Prismo considers him. “My boss might get mad but your logic tracks, and I owe you.” He mutters “and they owe you,” under his breath.

Finn nods, instantly deflating. “Thank you,” he whispers, desperately relieved. “Thank you.”

He reaches into a compartment in his prosthetic and takes a slip of paper out. It’s obviously very old, stained in places by dribbles of alcohol, folded many times with corners rubbed away. Scratched out lines are visible through the back.

Prismo makes an observation, “you’ve thought this through.” Finn nods again, flattening it out on his knee and the shadow's eyelids lower. “Good.”

“Only took me like, ten years to figure out the right wording and muster up the balls to come here.” He clears his throat and calms his shaking, taking a deep breath. “… I wish for rebirth in a fresh, wholly identical timeline to my own.” His voice quivers. “When I close my eyes for the last time in this body I will wake up on the day I leave to meet my biological mother. I will not know myself as I exist now, but instead have a subconscious sense- a moral compass that draws off of the lived experiences of this life so my younger, new self may avoid subjective mistakes and pitfalls.” Finn raises his chin with a questioning, hesitant look.

Finn doesn't know better but 1 wish per soul, so Fern gets dragged into it. They're reset when GOLB reverts them. (so they re-carve the tree in this new world, hope that fills in ppl who r lost on this)

I saved you ~120k words of reading yw.

Finn works as a contractor for KKW.

[sysig]

Red Tape tied in a bow (P1 | P2 | P3) (Patreon)

Also decided to give a go to the caption thing again since this one’s rather dialogue-heavy!

[Panel 2] Peepers: Uhm...sir? Hater: What. Peepers: Could you- do you have the full paperwork on our health plan?

[Panel 3] Hater: Health plan? Peepers what in grop’s name are you talking about??

[Panel 4] Peepers: It’s really no big thing, I just wanted to see what was (and wasn’t) covered-

[Panel 5] Hater: Commander Peepers. Are you planning to commit insurance fraud on my dime? And you’re asking me how?

[Panel 7] Peepers: P- hahahaha! I would never dream of it, Lord Hater!

[Panel 8] Hater: Then-? Peepers: I just want to see what’s covered, sir. Like I said already...

[Panel 9] Hater: Hrmph. It’s all personally approved by me, so feel free to ask, Commander.

[puppyeared]

for like 3 weeks i was wondering why i was sleeping so much and felt listless. and just now I managed to email 3 people and responded to a month old message in the span of an hour because I got back to TAKING MY FUCKIN MEDS..........

[aquaquadrant]

dude i just absolutely blasted through your htp au and i absolutely cannot wait for next chapter. like omg refreshing ur page every day

thank youuuuu, i’m glad ur enjoying it ^^ i’ve been making steady progress on the next chapter and i think i’ve got my plan in order. the next couple weeks should be a bit lighter than they’ve been most of this semester, so at the absolute earliest, i’m hoping to get it done over thanksgiving break.

[winterzz7]

CLUB VOLLEYBALL SEASON IS FUCKING OVERRRRRRR

we got 2nd in bronze this tournament 😋 i cried for most of the last game (not because i was sad, because i was pissed—DUDE SOMEONE FUCKING YELLED SOMETHING WHILE I WAS SERVING AND I MESSED UP AND IT MADE ME SO FUCKING MAD.)