#hid lights

[nicecrumbart]

I like the way you draw Scott, may I beg you to draw happy empires season one flower husbands?

…i don’t know how to tell you this but this (what was meant to be a 30 min doodle) got INCREDIBLY away from me i don’t even know how this happened 😭

they are having a picnic :D

[rowwiz]

who gonna adopt the lawlight kitties

[andy-clutterbuck]

requested by Anons

[sykloni]

[firefly464]

Two souls. Both given a second chance. Both waiting for a third.

Some bonus versions under the cut :D

also shoutout to @fishcop for listening to me ramble about this idea and then showing up with a beautiful drawing like. an hour later :D

[skycotl-before-and-after]

I thought they weren’t going to go with this location, or at least fix it so it’s floating above the rock and thus more visible, but it’s here if you’re having a tough time finding it.

And this one’s underwater, right where you see those floating messages above my head. You can’t see the expanding bubble that shows you where they are from a distance if they’re underwater and you’re above water. At least, I’ve never seen it.

[columboscreens]

[beautifully-imperfections]

I love how Light was so quick to suggest wearing a corset to hide the Death Note. Did he see Misa wearing a corset and get inspiration? Did Misa hide her Death Note into a corset? Does Light like corsets? Questions, questions

[simplydnp]

I didn’t even realize they were filming in their bedroom I don’t know why I was thinking it was another side of the lounge for some reason but the mug 😭

its an unusual angle of the room! unfortunately i've got layout brainrot and a need to understand how rooms work, so i recognized it immediately

the mug is 🥺 especially since it's the 'p' mug, so no question who it belongs to

[birues]

He takes a step. 

He stops dead on his heels. 

A feeling, a sweep of deluge he has not felt since– No. No. This can’t be right. 

His gaze alters to soul sight, fervently searching for its source, half-praying that he is dreaming.

But he is not. He is not and there it is–That familiar hue, that beautiful euphonism of golds, ambers, and blues he’s been deprived of.

Twelve thousand years. He hasn’t seen a speck of Azem’s soul for twelve thousand years.  

[kitsunespawz]

What's this? A Docm77?

It's chapter 17 time! :D

Go read 'The Beginning After the Bad Ending' by @evilrat-sabre everyone!!

[rhouxl]

Light study

[Henry - they/he; Dogwood - he/him]

ID in alt.

[marzfartz]

My fifth piece for @green-with-envy-phandom-event, Danny's looking so creepy this pic is such a vibe

Lineart by: @miscmonstro

[eastgermandictator]

Fixation anniversary?! (Yes it's vlad the impaler and che Guevara as countryballs)

[bisexualwintermoon]

bill cipher is “the smallest man who ever lived” coded to me in a way. if you get it you get it.

[larissa-the-scribe]

Puddle Girl?

Thanks for the ask! (from this ask game)

Info:

So "Puddle Girl" refers to a girl from one of my stories, Jemima Grace (she goes by Grace). She had the audacity to grow up as besties with the son of powerful mages, and the probable subject of a prophecy. His aunt and uncle do not approve of this connection because they have Very Big Plans, and he should have better and more important friends. So at one point when the teens are accidentally out in the woods after dark (which they're not supposed to), the aunt and uncle shove Grace through a(n illegal) portal and wipe their hands of the affair, pleased that they've "protected" their nephew.

What they didn't know (and what she didn't know) is that she also has a kind of magic that allows her to travel through reflections (in mirrors, or, say, puddles) to different worlds inside Dimere. She doesn't know how to control that power, so she gets lost among the realms--before getting tracked down and adopted into the Mirrajer's Guild, where she can get properly trained.

This document is a scene where she is trying to talk her bestie out of adopting a seeing-eye dragon.

Snippet:

“Okay, so you have a pet now, and he’s a dragon.” Grace stared at the both of them, trying to process the fact that, this morning, not only did Conner not have a dragon, but he had given no indication that he would ever have a dragon, or even that he was wanting a dragon. But now there was a dragon. And according to Conner, it was here to stay. “Yes. Look, I know this is a very complicated topic for you to grasp-” Conner began, smirking. “Oh, shush.” She punched him on his arm. “How long did you think about this? Did you even think about this? Did you consider the fact that you’re going to have to keep him somewhere? Give him food? Take care of him? I’m glad you made a new friend, but-” The dragon poked its head out from behind Conner’s knee, giving Grace a side-eye that she could have sworn was sizing her up with disdain. “His name is Sparky, by the way,” Conner interrupted, “and he is now my seeing-eye dragon.” “No.” “Yes.” Grace pinched the bridge of her nose. “You can’t just say that to get what you want. Do you have answers to any of the questions I asked you? Also… Sparky. Really?” Conner chuckled. “I mean I did think about Erebor, or Toothless, but I don’t know, it kind of seemed to fit.” Grace shook her head. “You’re a dork.” “Certainly. But now I’m a dork with a dragon.” “You can’t just adopt stray dragons!” Grace exclaimed. “There are rules about this! I think! Also how are you going to train him? Since he’s not just a pet and is a ‘seeing eye dragon’.” Knowing he couldn’t see the air quotes she was making, she made sure to put special emphasis on that last part.