#faces change all the time!!!!

[sodacowboy]

“do this to depuff your face!!” and she’s like 22 :|

[hinamie]

I'll rip in hands and teeth and take a bite

[bixels]

Scary Sunset.

I'm concepting things way outta order in this story, but I'm sure you can piece things together. Context is for a storybeat where, after defeating and capturing Adagio (thus having all three sirens in her possession), Sunset enacts her revenge plot to release the sirens on Canterlot as Thea discovers she's been manipulated. In a confrontation, the two scuffle and fight over the siren orbs while Sunset struggles with her conflicting wants and emotions.

[bloominglegumes]

our large bipedal son who we found on the street

[lucky-fy]

made it gayer

[kyurochurro]

GOOD AFTERNOON!! TODAYS UNI SKETCH IS : a redraw/study/doodle/whateva you wanna call it of this very dapper image of Picard and Data!! first time drawing Picard so I struggled a lil but otherwise I had so much fun drawing Data! :Pc og pic under the cut!

picard you smoke too tough... your swag too different ...

[jojo-schmo]

I wish I could tell the original artist that this drawing permanently changed the entire direction of my life in 2009. I want to shake their hand, look them in the eye, and admit I would not be who I am today if this drawing didn’t exist.

EDIT: Original artist is @ivynajspyder !!!!

[yesokayiknow]

okay so you know how it goes: fourteen comes to life in thirteen's clothes. and they're both too short and too loose and entirely too bright for his frame of mind. they worked with a doctor who hid everything behind a too wide smile; not so much with a doctor whose pain and tiredness is written across his face

he needs to change. obviously

and then the star beast starts, and fourteen leaves the tardis, and he's still in thirteen's clothes

he just. he doesn't know. how does he choose new clothes? he feels wrong. how will wearing something else change that?

(donna tells him that it's christmas, mate; it's bloody freezing. maybe wear longer trousers, yeah? also he's both too young and too old to wear braces. just a friendly note)

he doesn't have to explain who he is to the unit scientist, not with those clothes. instead he talks about how he doesn't understand why he looks like this. why he is this. why this face? why isn't he someone new?

actually. maybe he is someone new. was he ever this open before? hm

why do you look like that, sylvia hisses, trying to hide him from the daughter he destroyed ruined left

it's a lottery, he replies, purposely ignorant

he still has his thirteenth self's screwdriver. it's too small in his hands

(the whole time they were her, her hands were too small. she didn't like touching anyway, but whenever someone took her hand, it felt wrong. they were too small. sometimes it felt like if she worked fast enough, tinkered about without stopping, she wouldn't have to look at them)

everything goes wrong. his fault, like always

(blimey. of all the things to carry over from the first time he had this face, it had to be the guilt, didn't it?)

you shouldn't look like that, the doctordonna says, and he runs a hand down his face with a tired laugh

no, the doctordonna says, not the face. a hand reaches out to grasp at the collar of his shirt, at the dangling earring chain. this isn't you. who are you, doctor?

like he knows. like they've ever-

she dies.

she lives. he doesn't deserve it. it isn't about him. he still doesn't deserve it

we're letting it go, donna says, and he looks down at himself, at another him's clothes, another him's screwdriver

well, she never was subtle, his donna

the tardis is gorgeous, though when isn't she. he tries to show off his new console to donna, and she rolls her eyes, and drags him off to the wardrobe

unlike normally, where all the clothes are scattered about, the new tardis wardrobe now also has a line of wardrobes stood against the wall. fifteen of them, to be exact

the last wardrobe is open. and empty

he goes to the second to last, and opens it to reveal a wide array of rainbow patterned shirts. she probably would've hated for her things to be organised like this. always creating mess so she wouldn't have to think about anything important. he laughs. and he takes off the sky coloured coat and the worn boots and the earrings and gently places them inside. tag, he thinks, as he closes the doors

and then he moves down to the eleventh wardrobe, full of brown coats and blue suits and neatly pressed shirts and pairs of converse. and he stands in front of it. and he wonders

after a moment, donna's like wait do you want me to leave?? you never cared about nudity before, did you? and he's like oh actually i do feel more self conscious. huh. weird.

he doesn't have to say, i think i'm a different person. not to donna. she just gives him a smile, and a shoulder nudge, and tells him she'll see him in the console room

the last wardrobe is empty

he takes a breath, and then goes to rummage about in the rest of the clothes

[yasmeensh]

Neanderteen with his comically large axe... (He's the heavy weapon kinda guy)

Kujo tries to lift it...

[zeb-z]

the realization that the eggs have been gone since before etoiles started showing corruption from the code. what do you mean pomme was worried because of the code cracks over his eye?what do you mean it hasn’t been there this whole time? what do you mean time had passed without them, and they cannot just pretend like there weren’t changes to both parent and child in their absence?

[hauntedorpheum]

you know i have no stakes on this. i'm a casual viewer at best. if i don't like this i just don't pay. but learning that patreon is still up, that they didn't get any notice in advance of any these changes, and they don't even get free access to the "normal" content, but only 40% off (with normal viewers getting 30% off, so basically just 10% discount), like if someone has the right to complain right now is the patreons who have actually been paying for their content this entire time

[karizipan]

can anyojen hear me PLEASEEEEE

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 143

You know what I think would be hilarious. The batfamily (or even all of Gotham but it’s dismissed as just another Gotham tale by Outsiders) being able to turn into cats. Not big cats either but like, housecats. And none of their teams know. 

They think that the cats must be their local bat’s, because the collars have their symbols on them. And honestly how else would this giant fluffball get onto the Watchtower? Now of course they would have told the teams all eventually, but well, it’s become a competition now. How long can they keep this under wraps, and which of them will win in keeping it hidden. 

[samarecharm]

roughhousin'

[elderwisp]

◁ || ▷ now playing

Icarus: Isn’t it interesting how one song can be linked to a single moment in your life. And it’s like at that very moment, such a simple tune seems so miniscule, yet here you are years later thinking about it.

-

Daniel: I’m surprised they took the fake ID’s.

Icarus: You think they actually care about kids like us?

Daniel: Tch. I’m surprised this hole in the wall hasn’t gotten raided. This place is crawling with people from our school. That guy over there is in our fifth period.

Icarus: And she’s in my first period. As for her, she’s new. 

Daniel: Now what’s a valley girl doing all the way out here? Mamas, looks like you missed your exit!

Icarus: Are you- Shut up!

Daniel: Well, if you’re not gonna talk to her then don’t mind if I do.

Icarus: What happened?

Daniel: She wants to talk to you.

Icarus: Fuuuuuuck.

Daniel: Have fun, bro.

Icarus: So, I see you’ve met Daniel and I’m assuming he made a complete fool of himself.

Violet: You say that as if he does that quite often.

Icarus: Talk to pretty women at bars? Mmm, that’s a first. Being a loser? Always.

Violet: He actually came over here to see if he could give me your number.

Icarus: Oh.

Violet: I figured I’d speak directly to you. I’m Violet.

Icarus: Like the song. 

Violet: Ah, yes. My dad has a thing for Hole so he named me after his favorite song.

Icarus: That’s really cool.

Violet: [ small laugh ] I guess so, and your name?

Icarus: Icarus.

Violet: Icarus… That’s a pretty name.

-

Ares: Hey Icarus! You alright?

Icarus: Yeah, just thinking.

Syx: If you’re gonna brood, can we at least go inside?

Icarus: [ snorts ] I’m not brooding.

Ares: Ya kinda are.

Icarus: Come on, man. You’re supposed to have my back!

Ares: By lying?

Icarus: Well no-

Ares: So you agree?

Icarus: I’m gonna shut up now.

[puppyeared]

man