#ehehehhehe

[phlurrii]

An absolutely wonderful spooky fella I had commissioned form @xxtc-96xx who I believe is still taking emergency Comms so you should… ya know… scoot on over there… check the comms out… and commission em ;>

ALSO LOOK AT HIS TONGUE!! LIL SNEK,,,, EEEE I love this so much >W<

[evansdoodles]

Sketch for a small fic I’ve been writing!

In which Ed’s a little shit and won’t let Oswald fucking help him (as usual)

[zhes1]

Ehehehehehhehe

[screwzara]

HUMAN!LIN LETS GOOOO

His design was tricky ;u;

Very plain, I know 😔

[gu1lty-as-sin]

@svnflowermoon @dandelions-fly-in-summer-skies @bookscorpion73 and anyone else that want to participateee

ALRIGHT GUYS I MADE THE BLOG

now onto the hintssss

[masked-artist-xp]

Who offers to slap me for being a simp?

I'm sorry- she's just too hot for my gay ass- her shit should say "¡WARNING! HOT ASF!"

Are these drawings shit? Yes. Do I care? No- not really- I'LL DO A FULL RENDERED DRAWING OF HER EVENTUALLY- ADDING THAT TO MY "to draw" LIST- HDOWJFHWPNDKWJDB- STEP ON ME MOMMY- AGGGGHHHH-

Eva(human!Avarice) belongs to @a-v-j

[heartoferebor]

Fake Fic Titles: 1) Harrowing, 2) Death Notwithstanding, 3) Return to Sender Post Haste

OH HO HO HO HO

Harrowing

"So, then? How will we die?" There is a playful smile around her mouth, but her eyes are serious. Knowing what business they are in, knowing how quick death is to snatch the likes of them.

The flash of a muzzle, a fine mist of water. She is crying, but her hand doesn't shake. Even know, all he knows when he looks at her is love, soft vines of white and green that have wound their way around his heart. It won't hurt, he knows. She's too good for that. The other's hands won't shake either, but his eyes are harrowed, hollow. 'There is only room for one boss-'

He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

"Like it began. With a bullet and a kiss, and the warmth of our bodies."

*

Joy/Sorrow. In which The Sorrow cannot only talk to ghosts, but also has the occasional bouts of premonition and sometimes catches glimpes of how the people he meets might die, if he touches them with his bare hands (something that Ocelot might or might not have inherited). He meets The Boss and knows what will happen, how it will end for them both. He falls in love with her anyways.

2. Death Notwithstanding

Big Boss hefts him up with apparently little effort, despite his advancing age. Venom remembers the warmth of the same hands, back when he had first shaken hands with him. Remembers the same flesh, clammy under his own fingers, all coated in red. Remembers the way it had spread on the ground after he had killed her - no no, this is not his memory. And yet.

Demon and master, in the end they all bleed the same colour.

*

Big Boss/Venom Snake

Post finding out the truth (which, in my head, happens way before Operation Intrude N313, work with me here-). Diamond Dogs is winding down, Venom is out on one last mission, but gets captured/severely injured. Big Boss arrives to save him (and does, Venom instructing him how to do field medicine) and bring him 'home', to Outer Heaven.

3. Return to Sender Post Haste

"Eva...there is no other way."

"I know. And even if there was, there wouldn't be for you, pig-headed fool that you are. Do what you must."

"It will be worth it in the end. Trust me."

"Adam. I wouldn't be here if I didn't."

*

Revolver Ocelot & Eva (with background Bosseleva) - a series of scenes, punctuated by letters and phonecalls between them, starting at the founding of the Patriots all the way up to the bitter end in 2014, showing their developing friendship over the years. They would keep sending each other books to read, I think, and, in the end, start their letters with 'Old friend', since they obviously have to be careful.

[candleshopmenace]

shuffle your favourite playlist and post the first five songs that come up. then copy/paste and send this ask to your favourite mutuals <3

[stinkyme]

BABIE YOUR NEW ICON IS SO CUUUTE 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

WAHHHHHH SEEING YOU IN MY ASK BOX AFTER SO LONG 🥰🥰🥰🥰 I MISSED YOU BABY (literally gonna reply to your vms right now)

BUT I AM HAPPY THAT YOU LIKE IT EHEHHE, YOU ARE EVEN CUUUUUUUTER!! :D 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

[sir-robyn]

For the snippet ask game: 🌈, 👁️, or 🐙

-sol

hehehehe thanks sol <3333 doing all three cause why the fuck not

👁️- a visually describe snippet! feat Jaskier

It was a perfectly lovely summer evening, with dusk creeping in like a heady purple mist over the headland, the sun casting its final displays of gold and pink ribbons across the sky and sea like a dying goddess in her final spectacular moments. Jaskier scribbled furiously in his notepad, the description of the sunset practically pouring out of him onto the pages. Such a sight deserved to be cherished and remembered, and though Jaskier’s cursive scrawl tried its very best, nought could stand to capture such beauties of nature; still, he would like to have some sort of trigger for this memory in the years to come, something to read and take him back to this idyllic place.

The slight sea breeze tousled the wispy hairs that tickled his jaw, more refreshing than chilling. He delicately set down his notepad upon his knees, letting the ink air dry, and reached for the bottle of whiskey he’d brought out as company.

🐙- character being snarky, feat Kiera and Lambert (more fluffy than snarky but yk)

“You don’t need to do that, you know,” Keira calls from where she’s leaning against the doorframe, smiling at Lambert out in the yard.

The pile of firewood had already been plenty stacked, but now it was overflowing, and excess of chopped wood laying in chunks about Lambert’s feet. He wipes his brow and grins back at her, all sharp teeth and playful snark. “Not much else to do, when I’m not allowed in the house.”

She rolls her eyes. “I’m making salves,” she sighs, as if talking to a petulant child. “And you always complain the smell of them boiling makes you feel sick.”

“You could make them somewhere not in the house.”

“Oh but Lambert, that would involve moving all my very heavy equipment, and my poor, weak, womanly arms couldn’t possibly handle the weight.”

Lambert snorts loudly and buries the blade of the axe into the cutting stump.

🌈- two ‘lines’ which show character growth, feat Jask and Yen <3

“No. Absolutely not.”

“Jaskier,” Geralt ground out.

“No!” His hands flew up in outrage. “She will kill me! Geralt, you stupid fool of a golden-hearted man— she will kill me. So no. I choose to live.”

“Oh, Melitele’s tits no. I, naught more than a mere humble bard, could never hope to assume anything about the both bewitchingly beautiful and bloodthirsty Yennefer of Vengerberg.

“But I’d like to think,” Jaskier’s voice was suddenly soft, in a way that Yennefer wasn’t ready for. The tenderness of his gaze pierced her heart and unsettled her stomach. “I’d like to think that I possibly know my friend well enough that I could tell even one as strong as her needs some comfort in these dark times.”

[themeridian]

Goddammit how are you so fast??? /lh /pos

im fast asf boi

[rozugold]

GUESS WHO GETS TO UNBLOCK ALL THE TOH TAGGSSS

[shittygaypornmagazine]

TFLB chapter 6 who

[nymphiya]

i think my favorite thing ever is getting gender affirmed when i am !!! wearing dresses and stuff ^_^

[pebbltree]

Peb hear me out.

Last life Joel is Ice King coded. Crazy with power. Pathetic. Ultimately desired love and companionship. Loses all of their loved ones due to their madness and gets lonely. Both wizards.

You see my vision?

AYOOOO ARAH HELLO?! dude you are so big brained for this one holy shit?!

[gu1lty-as-sin]

OH MY GOD MY PLAYLIST IS INSANE ISTG MY PERSONALITY JUST SWITCHED