#but uh here u go

[omgjumin]

10:59pm ☆ miya atsumu

you knew from the way your boyfriend quickly slammed the door shut behind him, he was angry. it wasn't often that atsumu came home angry. but instead he came home disappointed. atsumu would be quite disappointed in himself that he didn't work hard enough to score the winning point. but as soon as the next morning rolled in, he'd be passionate to practice and practice till he perfected what he messed up in the previous game.

but now with the sheer amount of anger you could feel radiating off of atsumu, you halted everything you were doing at the moment. even the smallest things could set him off.

"baby, are you okay? what's wrong?" you hesitantly spoke out, your footsteps slowly approaching where he stood. his furious brown eyes met yours before quickly looking away. "talk to me please." you wanted to reach out your hand and hold him in your arms because some days that's exactly what atsumu needed. but as soon as your fingers even dared to inch closer to him, atsumu stepped backwards. "did your game go badly?" you questioned, your voice faltered as you did so but you wished that it went unnoticed. "you'd know if you went." you so desperately wanted to scoff. atsumu knew you couldn't make it because you had work so why is he blaming you now? he had a rough day, you should understand so you took a step back, further increasing the space in between you.

"i had work tsumu, i'm sorry i missed it but i'll be sure to make it to your next one, okay?" you never knew that one promise could set him off but it did. "you fuckin' said that last time, now here we are. it feels great to see you don't care." atsumu knew that if you could drop everything to support him, you without a doubt would, but after being let down twice, he couldn't help but express his disappointment towards you. sure, samu was there, supporting atsumu like he always does. but not having you, you were his lucky charm. maybe that was the reason he lost. maybe he should stop placing his faith in you to show up. or at all. "god, you're so annoying." atsumu whispered as if he didn't want anyone to hear. but with the sheer amount of distance between you, you had heard it. "what?"

atsumu peers over your shoulder, his eyes avoiding yours like you weren't anything important. you froze, your hands rolled stiffly into fists, the heated air feels like it could cut through ice, as you stood there. surely you and atsumu have been in plenty of small fights but they were just that, a small one. yet not once had atsumu called you annoying. your eyes quickly dropped down to the floor before turning away and walking towards the guest bedroom.

"don't, miya." atsumu was sure that then he could feel thousands of volleyballs slamming against his chest as he heard his last name fall from your mouth. his throat squeezed tightly, suddenly feeling parched from the dry and cold atmosphere between you. his hand from where it was reaching out to you, falling sadly to his side. "look, i-" you turned your shoulder, your eyes catching a glimpse of atsumu. "i'm so sorry, baby, please don't shut me out." you had to scoff at him, the mere irony of his own sentence, but you chose not to. your hands slowly unfolded, your palms were clammy from how you were intensely holding them close. "but you can shut me out?"

atsumu takes one step closer to you before taking a deep breath. "no, shit, i know i did, but," you really couldn't handle the awkward tension in the air but avoiding it would only make it worse. "but i hate being angry. and i'd hate it even more when you're angry at me too." it didn't take much to fully face atsumu but with the two heavy weights on your shoulders, anger and avoidance, it took much longer than it should've. "i'm not angry with you atsumu."

"please call me tsumu." he cringed at the way his full name came out once again. he begged for you to use the nickname you've always used for him. "next time this happens, i am going to keep walking." atsumu nodded quickly, his hands finding their place in yours. "now tsumu, tell me what happened? i'm here to listen.

[nordidia]

having a very rough night so raph doodles needed to be made

when in need, mash two interests together

[linkedin-offficial]

is this anything . sky:cotl au

details (aka my rambling) under the cut

mostly set upon the whole idea that caine came from eden and tries to help everyone gain their wings (albeit doing a terrible job the entire time)

bubble keeps the name bubble!

they r a mantatee :3 suprisingly chaotic for a light creature and sort of has the "eat light and puff out candles" personality that caine should have but doesn't

i contemplated caine being called "the creature" just for shits and giggles (and eventually went with it) since im absolutely certain everyone who ever meets him ever would be terrified for a little bit until they realize hes sentient; he doesn't understand that the name is supposed to be sort of derogatory

caine is the only one with wings because hes the only one who can canonically fly/float!

(and yes his head is supposed to be a dark plant . i like to think im big brain for this)

the reason why his dark plant head is tinted red btw . my thought process was basically "ah yes. red = good bcus eden :]" even though thats convoluted since everyone hates eden but that makes it better in a way. i think

zooble > mismatched worksmith

"bows" given to them by ragatha as an identifier; not like theyd need one though ..

constantly making their own prosthetics due to growing boredom with their previous ones (autism™) and also carved the designs into their mask themself

kinger > reluctant royalty

same old kinger as usual .. when asked what he rules he doesnt particularly remember nor have an answer so hes usually treated with respect out of pity for being old and senile

second tallest behind jax , also the oldest (if you dont count caine i guess? whos sort of. ageless)

ragatha > plush friendfinder

matching bow with jax :3 sibling moment! (yes i like the ragatha + jax sibling dynamic . its amazing to me)

right eye does not glow and actually looks like a hollow hole if you get close enough to her face! also clothing making buddies with zooble :] she taught them how to sew without pricking themself

gangle > wrapped up theatre-goer (i had such a hard time thinking of a name .. and to be honest?? im not solid on this but WHAGEVER.)

shortest. obviously

likes to write plays in her spare time and reads them to zooble while they work

clothes are sectioned and Very flowy, and has a few (cracked and broken) masks she likes to use for play improv (and also uses for herself sometimes if she has a hard time expressing a certain emotion)

jax > towering tease (it sounds stupid but THIS is so fucking funny.i cannot resist this)

tallest OBVIOUSLY. like stupidly tall . has its advantages and disadvantages (like being able to steal things from gangle with no consequences . on the other hand. doorframes)

him being tall and having that be the only thing hes got going for him is absolutely hilarious to me and im leaning into that hard

he has a tail also, but its small and not visible from the chart

pomni > jittery jester (i had to look up "other words for anxious" for this.my intelligence is showing)

pretty much the only one i referenced real in game clothing for, which sort of fits! protag moment

this was all i really had, since other established things like their personalities and relationships arent really changed much. but this was fun to think about :3 input is appreciated !

[mblue-art]

late halloweeen dooodleee

[munamania]

common shane dyke moment

[luvrbunni]

i really just want a cute dom boyfriend who'll pick out skimpy revealing outfits for me and slut me out.. make me wear pretty little shorts and skirts for easy access throughout the day.. use me for his own pleasure whenever he feels like it..

[steveshairychest]

slides classy lady Stevie Harrington into your mailbox

[honeybyte]

!!

[dailyloopdeloop]

DAY 31: I had to draw this on paper to post it on time. Is weed still funny

[dudethatsmyundeaduncle]

DP X DC AU the Batkids recognize Danny because they've seen his TV Show!

.....

Discuss.

(I just think it is an untapped vein of humor and shenanigans, if not Truman's world style moral drama, to have the Batkids not only immediately recognize and know Danny but are able to sing his fuckin theme song at him. 😭 😭😭)

[luck-of-the-drawings]

OOH YEAH BABY! PARTY TIME BABY! MUSIC! DRINKS! SOCIAL PRESSURE & A PSYCHEDELIC BREAK DOWN! WELCOME TO VAMPIRE SOCIETY MOTHERFUCKER! ARE YOU SCARED? DO YOU UNDERSTAND YET? ITS OKAY IF NOT. FIRE DISSOLVED IT! ITS ALL GONE NOW. HAVE FUN!

[vampiricsheep]

Don't think I've seen this question make the rounds before, so:

Do any of your OCs hunt/fish/trap? Who taught them, and why do they do it? Do they have preferred gear or quarry?

[givehimthemedicine]

the funny thing about The Sauna Test is that Billy would have acted exactly like that if he wasn't possessed

[daincrediblegg]

hey. anyone want a Terror themed soundscape?

[bbutterflies]

I haven’t really drawn in years but I can’t get these two idiots (affectionate) out of my head and I’ve been picking up the pencil again just for them 💕

I feel like adrien/carapace is under-appreciated as a dynamic and I personally am going to make up for it

[laundrybiscuits]

(continuing the MLP GURPS snippet)

“You what,” says Erica flatly.

“I said…Jester the Pegasus slits the chief Seapony’s throat. You said he was letting me pin the bronze seashell to his mane, right? So I shouldn’t have to roll for it, I can just use the edge of the seashell ‘cause his neck’s right there.” Dustin leans back with a shit-eating grin.

Eddie has to cover his own smile, because he recognizes the panicked look that Erica’s trying to hide. She’s the same kind of DM as Eddie is: she’s got a massive binder and detailed scripts for every possible way the story could go, because she likes to be prepared for anything. She just hasn’t learned yet that players are always, always going to try something you never saw coming because you assumed they were reasonable human beings and not chaos gremlins from a nightmare dimension.

She rallies like a champ. “Uh, sure, I guess. The hundreds of Seaponies around you go wild, because that was a super dumb thing to do. They’re gonna tear you apart if you don’t do something right now.”

Lucas leans in, eyes all lit up. “Okay, but, did the blood get onto the altar? I mean, the Moonlight Circle?”

Erica’s starting to grin too, lacing her fingers together as she catches on to what they’re after. “It sure did. Um, so…Jester the Pegasus Pony is standing over the fallen chief with a bloody shell in his teeth. The crowd of Seaponies is screaming at you, but the blood is already dripping onto the Moonlight Circle. It’s turning black as it reaches the salt water, and you can hear something real big coming up from the deep sea, wa-a-ay far down below.”

She’s pivoting with barely a stumble, going off-book to follow the story, and Eddie can’t keep from doing a thrilled little wriggle in his seat. A familiar laugh sounds from behind him, and he startles, flushing.

“Having fun?” Steve asks, resting his folded arms on the back of Eddie’s chair. Eddie has to tip his head all the way back to look at Steve.

“Hell yeah,” he says. “The Lady Sinclair is a demon incarnate.”

Erica beams. “Maybe you could keep up if you weren’t such a senior citizen. Need to get your walker from the nursing home, grandpa?”

“Youth of today have no respect.” Eddie wags a finger at her. “Keep that up and Steve’s going to swoop into the game like an avenging undead Seapony.”

“Steve is not involved in any of this,” says Steve. “Steve is a very generous and patient guy who lets unholy terrors take over his kitchen table and eat all his food.”

Eddie stretches up to pat his cheek. He misses slightly and ends up basically smacking Steve in the face. “Thank you, Steve,” he coos. “Say thank you, unholy terrors.”

“Thank you, Steve,” chorus Will and Lucas, who are precious angels too good for this world. Dustin and Mike pull grotesque faces that may or may not be based on faces Eddie has pulled in the past; Erica just sniffs in an unimpressed way. Eddie is going to keep these kids forever.

“Didn’t mean to interrupt…whatever this is.” Steve waves a hand at the piles of paper and dice and empty ice cream bowls. “I’m just gonna heat up some pizzas for dinner. Everyone okay with four-cheese and supreme?”

“Sounds great,” says Eddie. “We’re about ready to wrap up this session, I think.”

“What, no we’re not,” says Mike. “We’re about to kick the Seapony god’s ass.”

Erica wrinkles her nose. “As much as it might pain me to admit it…the senior citizen’s right. Fighting the Seapony god would be way too complicated a battle for your puny minds to handle right now. You dweebs don’t even know the insane twists I have planned.”

“Plus,” says Steve, “You dorks have been playing since before I got home like three hours ago. Give Erica a break, huh? You can pick this up another day.”

“I don’t need a break, you need a break, old man,” Erica says immediately, but she’s already starting to pack up her notes.

———

With the game mostly packed away, Eddie gets up to stretch; maybe he really is getting old, because he’s suddenly feeling the effects of sitting in a dining room chair for five hours all through his back. He’s gonna just keep blaming the bat venom for any aches and pains, though.

The boys are already busy trying to strategize for the battle ahead, even though Eddie would bet good money that Erica’s listening in and adjusting her own plans based on theirs. He thinks about saying something, but Erica’s earned this, and the little shitheads will never learn to keep their mouths shut if they don’t get burned once in a while. Instead, he wanders into the kitchen to help Steve out with the pizzas.

Steve’s staring thoughtfully into the freezer. “Think four’s enough?”

“Better make it five,” says Eddie. “Six if you got ‘em. I think Will grew another eight inches since yesterday.”

Steve groans. “Okay, but one of them’s going to be mushroom. Maybe if I do that one in the first batch, they’ll be hungry enough not to complain.”

“What are you talking about, Steve, mushrooms are the crowning glory of the forest. They are the simple food of the common man, yet rich and complex enough to adorn the plate of a king.” Eddie hops up to perch on the kitchen counter, narrowly avoiding smacking his head on the cabinets.

“Of course you like mushrooms, freak,” grumbles Steve. He freezes, looking pained. “I didn’t mean—”

Eddie scoots along the counter to kick him lightly. “Yeah, I know, Steve, don’t spin out. Just put the mushroom one in the oven for me and we’ll call it square.”

Steve smiles up at Eddie as he goes to do just that, dropping his hand to Eddie’s knee for a moment.

“I’m—gonna go make sure the kids aren’t murdering each other yet,” says Eddie.