#hope it's fine

[losinmortalesperdidos]

The abandoned house was lonely and isolated, no one lived there for many years, and it was surrounded by rumors and whispers. People have been talking about strange sounds, voices, music and even singing coming from the depths of it at night and sometimes during the day. That was one of those haunted places that lured people and scared them away, and there was also a rumor that no one that ever entered the house left it (or left it alive). There were vague stories about disappearances and strange deaths, and who could tell what was true and what wasn’t, since there were no living witnesses of any supposed occurrence.

When this person approached the house, at first everything was quiet, but then a very soft and subtle melody touched their ears. The closer they got, and the deeper they walked through the hallways, the louder it became. After a while, they reached a big and empty hall that seemed to be the source of the music. In the middle of it was standing a grand piano, so old and dusty it hardly should’ve made any kind of noise, but it was indeed playing, and at the piano on the small stool was sitting a slender man dressed in black and with long black hair. His long thin fingers were running over the yellowed keys, and to heighten the effect he was transparent.

@lxvingdeadgxrl

[koheletgirl]

i know the end + the rest of punisher

first column: i know the end; second column, in order of appearance: kyoto // kyoto // garden song // chinese satellite // savior complex // moon song // halloween // chinese satellite // savior complex // chinese satellite // chinese satellite // chinese satellite // garden song // chinese satellite // dvd menu verified annotation

[uncrlypirate]

@fantasycorrupted said: "There's simply no way of stealing that gold. But there might be something else you can steal." (Fiadh, to Ness).

PIRACY QUOTES -- ALWAYS ANSWERED.

This island is hers and what she steals becomes hers.

The body and the shirt were in the sand, and in her hands she held a small bag of gold, which she took from the cave of the pirate island. -- Eyes were directed at the girl who made her speech.

"Caro,I steal a lot of things but gold .. for the first time." A crooked grin appeared on her lips and a spark flashed in eyes. -- Fiadh tries to assure Ness that there are many other minerals but GOLD Ness is more to her liking.

Rook Islands gave Ness what she didn't have before. Now she feels very joyful and a cool pirate. Yes?. Probably her friend has it too.

"Let's go to the camp. We are waiting."

[ispyspookymansion]

BOO!

oh sorry….come in…..hello…welcome to my halloween party ^_^ feel free to take a piece of candy and a goodie bag before you go okay? have a fun (and nostalgic) halloween season!!

[stil-lindigo]

ARTISTS FOR PALESTINE 🇵🇸 - On the 6th and 9th of March, I'll be doing art requests on stream with other notable artists to raise money for Operation Olive Branch and the PCRF.

I'm incredibly lucky to be counting quite a few big names in the roster, including known Jesus and Odysseus enthusiast @wolfythewitch, the extraordinary fanartist @denimcatfish, and the incredibly talented @troubledminnesotan, as well as Lilypichu from OfflineTV.

You'll be able to watch the streams on the day of the event either on my twitch channel here, or via the links provided by the artists below.

Lilypichu

Cuptoast

Akairosu_

Sevvanto

Wolfythewitch

[jasbell]

Updates and stuff

A quick lil update I decided to post for a reason I have now forgot

My webcomic Balancing Act will have another post up in a few days, I'm not sure if I said or not but I will be updating fortnightly

My other webcomic My Daddy The Eldritch Being may get one final post sometime soon as well, after that I might just stop posting

Time and time again I have forgotten to post my art here, but I'll try to remember Tumblr exists

My next OC Rambling on YouTube is being edited slowly but surely, but I also realise that I haven't exactly worked on the characters theme which usually plays in the background

I have a discord server that discusses the lore and stuff of my world and also you get to see art I haven't posted here and stuff that I will a short while before it is I'll put the link below I guess

https://discord.com/invite/aGYdnBBjdf

[whenfatecollides]

Xena Warrior Princess 3.05 Gabrielle's hope

[thepictoblr]

Woke up last night, barely remember writing this, went straight back to sleep

[bluegiragi]

that bike's not the only thing getting ridden tonight

(this was inspired by this photoset which promptly filled my head with all sorts of mechanic au ideas😵‍💫)

[machinegrl]

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turn on bb.moveobjects before placing

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feel free to use however you want!

but don't claim it as yours

don't re-upload

you're welcome to tag me if you use it! i always love to see it <3

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[an-established-butt-dent]

Dorian Pavus, present age

Over a period of 10 years I imagine Dorian to have collected quite the library.

[tamelee]

I'm late, couldn't post on pocky day, but anyway-- 💕

[captainofwonder]

They told you to fix a world they couldn't but you realized you can't fix it with the broken, maliced soaked blocks they leave behind. So you choose to a different way, one that embraces the world and its impurities but you keep a block because to forget is to repeat.

[auburniivenus-archive2]

Ichigo rests his head upon her shoulder, feeling a slight chill.

━━━━━━━✾✾✾        Comely    healer    senses    his    orange    cranium    fall    upon    her    dainty    shoulder.    "Kurosaki-kun,    are    you    okay?"    A    temperate    palm    presses    against    his    denuded    forehead.    It    seems    he's    about    to    have    a    fever.    "I    think    you're    getting    unwell.    Let's    go    home,    I    will    make    tea    and    take    care    of    you."    Ichigo    is    her    prerogative    right    now.    She    will    do    her    utmost    to    protect    him.    Orihime    is    his    shield    after    all.    

[stil-lindigo]

bite of winter.

a comic about a princess who died in the snow.

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creative notes:

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all my other comics

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[inkskinned]

nobody ever gets the mugshot of gluttony right. these days you think it has nothing to do with bodyweight. what a good trick: that gluttony could take a shape. no, there was never any fault in finishing a meal or in taking second helpings. it was always in taking from others that there was an issue - the oil baron's fingers steepled over dead bodies and stolen lands. gluttony - twin of greed, although most think greed and envy are the siblings - gluttony is pleased with the experience of gaining, is thrilled just-by-having. greed is the one that stays hungry, that has to move forever like a shark. gluttony likes it - "a glutton for punishment" is one who is seeking the harm, who loves the rush.

gluttony is a mother using her daughter's body for a diet testing ground, sharpening the bone angles. gluttony is saying why, well not! to the seventh and eighth mansion or yacht. it is not just wanting the six white horses, it is making sure that the horses came from your stables. it is not just bathing in milk - it is bathing in milk while others are starving.

oh, it's true that some sins still blaze in their bright floral prints. wrath in a white woman yelling at a person of color for even daring to be in her neighborhood. the red, incipient rage of a neck tightened at even the thought we would take the guns away. wrath has laurels, and she is good at her job, and works hard.

but sloth wasn't ever the sleepy morning of depression, the hours spent begging a clouded body to please move goddamn it; the protestant work ethic claiming even rest is somehow demonic. it was never chronic fatigue. sloth was subtle, a grey mist. she is watching you get bullied and she is deciding it is none of her business. she crosses the picket line because - what! it's just chicken, isn't it? she is closing her eyes and turning her head when the next anti-gay legislation passes. someone else will handle it. not the tense freeze of anxiety or a lack of preparation - she knows you're hurting and would rather you stay quiet about it. she tells other people i just don't see what the big deal is.

sloth is a father that doesn't do the dishes. sloth is your boyfriend's innocent shrug you're just better at household shit. sloth isn't the missed opportunity - it is the purposeful desire to just get-someone-else-to-do-it.

greed and envy are doing body shots in the back of a private jet. they are the way they always have been, but are lovers in the age of the internet. greed just finished union busting, is rolling a bitcoin over his knuckles, is about to start another MLM. envy is in a broadbrimmed hat, showing off her instagram life, grinning about how if you want it, work for it.

okay, it's true. you have a soft spot for lust, gathering dust in a corner. so tame in comparison to the others. but how funny lust is always painted as being a woman in tight clothes. you've met actually lustful women - the ones that purposefully climb into your partner's lap, the ones that say lesbians are gross but ask bisexual women into bed with their husbands. a lustful woman is not donned in lace and garters and red: that's how men think lust looks, painting their own sins into frame. this way, the sin displaces as fog and hovers above her: a woman in a dress is lust; what the man experiences is just the natural consequence.

here is the thing: lust is doing just fine, save your pity. lust is running more circles than any of them. lust is shutting down safe sexwork sites while also making teenagers in knee-high socks sex sensations. lust is CEO of an advertising network where women never pass 25 years old. all the bras lust makes are pretty to look at but, when worn, legitimately hurt. lust has a podcast, his fur coat looped around his shoulders, sells the idea that only certain people have value, that sex raises some and destroys others. lust is tilting his head and asking what did you expect when you dress like that? lust shuns you, sneers that everything you want is disgusting and taboo - right until he can figure out how to capitalize off of it. lust has the midas ability: everything he touches becomes an object.

people usually say wrath is the scary one. you agree with FMA here, though: the real dangerous one is pride, and the shit-eating grin. the white cloaks and the nationalism and the inability to apologize. it is every partner who threw a book at your head because you don't respect him. it is every mother who said my son doesn't deserve to have his life ruined over allegations. it is the teacher that fails you because you talked back.

you worry you have this one. you feel guilty when you need help but don't ask for it. prideful. ashamed when you complete something and feel good about it. too proud for your own good. but pride is not the reward of hard work or accomplishment: pride is a twitter feed. it is the thing that has to mask i didn't do anything with look at me.

pride is your father's raised hand, his raised voice. how he was never there when you needed him, but he is still "head of house." he ruins dinner and blames it on you: you're an embarrassment to this family. this is the glass you walk around, the cuts in your feet. how he says this isn't how i raised you and you have to bite back the retort: that's because you didn't actually fucking raise me.