#dying bc this is so cute

[stravacious]

gary’s twin sister, nadine!!

i’m a sucker for the bonnie & neddy episode :’)

[all-too-unwell-13]

frank zhang, you will always be dear to me

[skitskatdacat63]

Pushing Nico out of the way istg, WHY CAN'T THAT BE ME!?!?!?

[dthknll]

i can’t be the only one who misses copia’s old face paint broo

[chaos-potat]

Don't mind me, just redrawing some of my favorite frames in @zeawesomeness' Kendratello Childhood au

(There's text on Raph and Mikey's original frame, I just wanted to give Raph and Mikey more space in my drawing)

They come from these comics: First, Second, Third

[theplantbish]

Kärppy @ Böle after party

[milkbreadtoast]

some... more... clotted doodles ^_T gave him some moles this time....

[suffarustuffaru]

hello everyone i made a quick summary of main route ottosuba. hope this helps.

[samarecharm]

Endlessly tickled by the idea of Akira being a good shot but a shit gamer. I like to think its cause hes got incredible hand eye coordination and super steady ‘surgeon’ hands; hes very good with precise movements, but panics when he has to do brain melting inputs. His brain can keep up but its hard to make his hands follow suit. Its why u can have him be dogshit at arcade cabinets; panicking with the little joystick and button mashing like mad, while having him be a beast at things like darts and billiards.

The only arcade games he can play is house of the dead-esque shooting games (hes literally at the top of the leaderboards for MILES and he draws crowds whenever he plays) and DDR cabinets (hes just very light on his feet)(NOT to be confused with stepmania; he would die if he had to do arrow inputs with his HAND). Its kinda fun to watch him fumble with the other silly gimmick cabinets, but its more entertaining to watch him do what hes good at. If u take him to play darts, and if the darts are super cheap, he will absolutely try his best to split them down the middle each time. Doesnt always work, but its insane to know that he lands the bullseye literally 100% of the time.

[aahsoka]

this ex fiancee plot is like. aggravating for no reason. we already need to contend with him not admitting he might die in ten years we dont uhhhh need this?

[beware-of-eels]

One day I’ll sit down and finish my list of izzy’s injuries but for now you get bruises and scars as i see fit n gfdms k

character practice pt. 2

[piningprecussionist]

Is.. this your cat? Or is this cat.. you?

Oh!

*Kim gently takes Kit (cat) Pine into her arms, smiling softly down at her for a moment.*

Not my cat, no... technically me, yes? Dunno where she came from, exactly, but I think I remember her coughing up a hairball or something onto Scott's coat not that long ago. Devious little thing... I like her, obviously.

[mariatesstruther]

everyone look at this very important picture of gabriel and smaranda luna

[hellolulu]

Zoro and Luffy live action said Zolu truthers aren't wrong and I said thanks

[a-jewel-in-history]

on my kurama ask blog i mentioned yusuke getting a cat ear headband as a joke gift for hiei, and kurama managed to get hiei to let him take a picture (while hes being cutely grumpy hehe) and i just HAD to draw it out :3

(featuring one earring in the gay ear- the matching one is being worn by kurama- and a bite mark, courtesy of the fox ùwú)

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

You’re like the sun | Changing States

I wasn’t going to post this here because it felt rough but actually it’s so cute! Jeremiah asks Harrison to come over when there’s a blackout under the pretence that he needs to borrow his lighter for candles & now he’s crying bc he’s in love:

"What happened?" His thumb ironed at Jeremiah’s tears that'd continued to fall and he wrapped his arm tighter around his shoulders, then leaned forward and kissed his temple, his lips still on his forehead as he said, “Oh, what’s happened?” He began to rock them, a gentle sway, then linked their legs together as if to close the grief in their distance. He skimmed his fingers along the back of their hands, and Jeremiah clung to him then, his inhale a lightheaded jitter.

“I lied to you,” he whispered, although it’s not what he meant to say. He wasn’t upset, he knew that, but his body had identified something before he’d had a chance to, a feeling so large it felt like it could break him. Love.

“Yeah?”

“My lighter’s not broken.”

And then a laugh. The sound was twinkly, and for a second, Jeremiah almost thought it’d made the candle flames around them dance. Jeremiah turned to face him now, confused.

But he was smiling, all his teeth winking when he said, “Lie to me whenever you want,” and pecked Jeremiah on the cheek over and over again, enmeshing him.

Jeremiah tried to explain himself, that he hadn’t wanted to be in the dark alone, how large it felt, how he now felt guilty for tricking him into venturing into the night himself, how he hadn’t thought of how selfish the ask was, to beckon someone into the dark when he himself couldn't handle it and how he hadn’t meant to even bring up the lie or the lighter, how he couldn’t explain the feeling in his chest without using the word love.

But then: a coo above him, a gentle shush and a chin crooking against his shoulder, a voice saying not to worry, a voice saying he’d cross this city at midnight if Jeremiah ever called, a voice that said he could never be afraid of the dark knowing Jeremiah was inside of it, a voice that went soft, so close it was like he'd become him, whispering “You’re like the sun.”