#i know mimimimi

[rheingoldweg12a]

Ach, kennt ihr diese Momente? Eigentlich will man gerade alles hinschmeißen, weil es eh niemanden juckt, was man so produziert (was NIE stimmt...nur weil keine Resonanz kommt, liest ja doch wer mit...) und man findet alle Texte doof und nicht mal Mittelmaß und denkt sich so "Was mache ich hier?". Und dann, dann verteilt jemand plötzlich Kudos auf so uralte Stories, die man total geliebt hat und die kaum jemand bisher beachtet hat. Einfach so, aus dem Nichts. Wie so ein kleines Herzchen einen wiederbeleben kann. ❤️

Also danke liebe:r Fremde:r für die kreative Reanimation und das Mutmachen. (Und für das Rausholen aus den eigenen jammerigen Gedanken und dem Selbstmitleid.)

[cowboy-caboodles]

platonic davey/katherine featuring newsbians!! i can’t sleep and i have so much due tomorrow so ofc i’m staying up drawing instead of going to bed </3 😀

[turrondeluxe]

How do you think Mikey feels about the Miguel burger in the Spider Hub?

Lyla told them about the Miguel Burger™ as an offhanded comment and the kids (and Mikey) basically forced him to bring them some (They all love it).

[ilovecryoffearsm]

I'm rotting. I'm not rotting kinda. Im not physically rotting. I'm not rotting mentally. I just feel rot. I feel it in my soul. Something in my inside is rotting and decomposing and i feel doomed. I want something bad to happen. I feel rot. Not overbearing emptiness. Not solemn. Not numbness. Rot. Im tired but not overwhelmingly tired. Im not as angry as i was before. How do i feel? Don't tell me if you're wrong. Just shut up.

[kismetmoon]

what if he had like…proper dad drip…

[ID: a digital uncoloured drawing of an original, stylised Flatland character named Atlas on a light grey background.

Atlas is an isosceles triangle with limbs, a single eye and a star-shaped pupil, a bushy eyebrow, a chip on his top corner, scars on his side and across his eye, clawed hands and a long tail with a V-shaped tip.

He is wearing a hoodie under an oversized leather jacket, wide straight leg trousers and platform boots.

Atlas is standing and turned slightly to the right. He is holding up his left hand as though waving, while his right hand is held down at his side in a horizontal fist. His tail is curled in a C-shape to his right. He has a relaxed, half-lidded expression with his eyebrow slightly raised. He is looking over to the left.

End ID].

[54prowl]

the neurodivergence can be found in the caffeine not working

[coco-chip]

no love is truer than your first <33

i completely forgot about valentine's but one of friends reminded me and i drew up a little something for them that i'm sharing

Happy Valentine's Day!

[bunbunism]

Hello.. It's me🐧🤞 expect a hurricane of art dumps and a disappearance once more

I was named after this bandnlol

[krynutsreal]

I’d like to imagine Mondo as a serial cuddler in his sleep. Like first time Mondo and Taka have a sleepover Taka wakes up to this big 6ft scary biker boy just wrapped around him like a koala in his sleep with a death grip on him.

Poor guy tries to escape his grip but Mondo just will not let go and will simply flip over taking Taka with him. Taka has learned to accept the inevitable when they have sleepovers now.

Also for a doodle how about Taka in a big hoodie? It’s getting cold out so it big hoodie season lol, at least for me it definitely is. Anyway enjoy the rest of your day :)

ABSOLUTELY ADORING THIS HC SO SO MUCH,,,

honestly it was probably a restless night for taka the first time that happened bc he's trying to get out of Mondo's grip and meanwhile mondo is just having the best sleep of his life 💥

And here's a big hoodie taka for you my friend!

kinda looks like a bean bag 🦠

lastly, thank you !! enjoy the rest of your day/night as well :]

[fivewholeminutes]

A summary of my 2022-2023 fandom experience nobody asked for, but a one that i am sharing anyway, because there is a Pattern™ and i do what i want

[ace-dodo]

I cooked 😁😁

Self portrait shenanigans, I used to hate drawing myself cuz I wasn't able to properly portray myself but now I'm obsessed with it, I'm like my own little oc 😁😁

Anyways, yeah, last night I was super bored and started to go through my clothes and cooked this outfit (it's supposed to be a tutu but I have no idea how to make it look like one) and I just thought it looked very drawable so here we are 😁😁

[cyzyhah]

Happy birthday Ino!! Our grumptious girlboss girly pop <3 (what did I even say)

[hollowhornets]

vashwood slow dancing fic yippeeee

i have not written fic and posted it here in a hot minute so i apologize in advance, theyre also probably just a bit out of character but im delusional with them on the brain so we’re ignoring it

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They sat drinking in a quiet little hotel room they managed to book on short notice, both of their coats were slung over a chair in the corner leaving Wolfwood in his white button up with the sleeves rolled to his forearms and Vash in his sleeveless turtleneck that showed off his scar ridden arm and a bit more of his robotic one than what could usually be seen. After a while their slightly intoxicated conversation had managed to stumble onto the topic of dancing.

“Back at the orphanage they used to teach us how to dance, slow dancing, waltzes, everything,” Wolfwood concluded before taking a sip from his bottle.

Vash hummed and took a sip from his own bottle before replying, “Were you good at any?”

“ ‘Course I was, I was best at slow dancing and I've been perfecting it ever since”

Vash looked him up and down with an unamused sort of expression, “I'm not sure how much I believe you on that, Wolfwood.”

Wolfwood gasped dramatically and put his hand on his chest, clutching his rosary beads in his fist before responding “Are you saying you don’t think I’m a good dancer?” 

Vash glanced to his side for a moment then back to Wolfwood “..Maybe,” he replied quietly before closing his eyes and taking another sip from his bottle.

Wolfwood furrowed his brows at Vash and let his hand drop to his lap, he looked over at the small clock on the wall across the room just above where their coats were placed. He let his frown turn into a slightly mischievous grin as he turned his head back to Vash with his newly formed idea clear in his mind. “Y'know what? Instead of havin' you take my word for it,'' He sets the bottle down on the table before standing up and outstretching his hand toward Vash “I'll show you.”

Vash’s eyes widened a bit at Wolfwood, he set his own bottle on the table before questioning him, “You mean…” Wolfwood nodded once before tilting his head and holding his hand out farther, Vash looked down at his hand and stared at it for a moment, holding his own in the air just above his legs, hesitant.

“Have you ever slow danced before?” Vash looked back up at him, he chuckled a bit and shook his head, a bit relieved he didn't have to say it outright. “Well, even better, I’ll teach you,” Vash looked down at Wolfwood's hand again, sighing before letting his own reach for it.

“Are you sure? You-” He was cut off by Wolfwood suddenly grabbing his hand and yanking him out of his chair, continuing to hold it as he walked him to the door, Vash’s breath hitched as he stopped in his tracks halfway, Wolfwood looked back at him before speaking, “What's wrong? Don’t tell me you’re gettin' nervous-”

“No no no, it's not that I just…” He pointed to the door, “Why do we need to go out?”

“Well, it would be awkward without music and i'm pretty sure i saw a jukebox in the lobby-”

“Yeah, sure, but..what if someone walks in on us?”

Wolfwood sighed and let go of Vash's hand. “Spikey, look at the time,” He grabbed Vash’s jaw and turned his head towards the clock that now read ‘2:27’ When did it even get so late? He turned Vash’s head back to face him once he was sure he’d seen the clock. “No one’s up except us, now come on,” He took Vash's hand in his own again and opened the door, leading Vash down the hall and letting an ‘aha!’  leave his lips once he looked to his left and saw the jukebox. 

The only hotel for miles was this fancy, slightly expensive one, but neither of them were too keen on sleeping outside if they could help it. The unfortunate part of booking a ‘fancy’ hotel is obviously the price but the more fortunate part was things like this. He took out his wallet and inserted a coin in the slot, humming to himself a bit while flipping through his options, he settled on one he thought was fit enough for a slow dance and walked back over to Vash.

Wolfwood put one hand behind his back and held out the other to Vash while bowing a bit, “Shall we?” Vash let out a breathy laugh and took his hand while glancing around the lobby, still a bit worried about being seen, Wolfwood noticed his anxiousness and spoke up “Y'alright? We don't have to do this if you don't want to-”

“No, no, I, I want to, I’m just… nervous.”

“About dancing? You’ll do fine, you have me as your instructor after all,” He smirked and tilted his head.

Vash scoffed and raised an eyebrow at him, “What’s gotten into you tonight-” Wolfwood grabbed Vash’s left hand and placed it on his own shoulder, pressing it down and not-so-discreetly running his hand down his arm, feeling all the little scratches and imperfections in the metal for a moment before moving his hand down to Vash’s waist and pulling him closer, Vash’s eyes widened a bit and his grip on Wolfwood’s shoulder tightened, Wolfwood held Vash's other hand properly and held it out to their sides.

“Just follow my lead.”

Vash stared at him for a moment before nodding, letting himself be guided by the man holding him gently, far gentler than he expected to be handled. They swayed to the faint melody from the jukebox, quiet enough so it wouldn't wake anyone else in the hotel but loud enough that they could both hear it clearly. Vash let himself relax as they danced, maybe too much with how often he would step on Wolfwood’s foot or bump into him, all of which were accompanied by a small, barely audible ‘sorry…’ falling from the humanoid typhoon's lips a millisecond after it happened.

“Oh, but I’m the bad dancer?”

“Oh shut up, Nicholas, I’ve never done this before,” Wolfwood smiled a bit at hearing his first name from Vash, albeit in a bit of an annoyed tone. They continued to sway in unison to the music in the dark of the hotel lobby, the only light being the faint yellow glow from the jukebox and the moonlight beaming through the windows. They were far closer now, chests touching with Vash’s arm now wrapped around Wolfwood’s shoulders and Wolfwood’s hand resting on the small of Vash’s back. Vash’s head had found its home in the crook of Wolfwood’s neck, comfortably, as if it was perfectly crafted for that very purpose. 

They both knew it was far too comfortable, the guilty weight on both of their shoulders shouldn’t let them rock side to side to a gentle melody together like this, it shouldn’t let them forget everything in the others arms for a songs length of solace, it shouldn’t let them share each others warmth in a moonlit hotel lobby, yet thankfully, whatever higher being has been pulling their strings up until now, has allowed them a moment of normality, a moment to simply exist in the others company. peacefully.

Wolfwood's eyes opened at the sudden silence of the song ending, he looked over at the jukebox and then back to Vash, who was practically falling asleep in his arms, he smiled a bit before taking his hand off Vash’s waist to gently shake him by the shoulder and whisper in his ear. “Hey, Spikey,” Vash took a deep breath and hummed, nuzzling his face more into the crook of Wolfwood’s neck and hugging him tighter, Wolfwood smiled at him but clenched his jaw as to not say anything he'd regret, “I think we should get to bed.” was what he settled on. 

Vash managed to peel himself away from Wolfwood, albeit reluctantly, and look at a clock hanging on the wall. ‘2:33’. “Oh. Right,” he turned his head back to Wolfwood but kept his eyes fixated on their hands, his eyes filled with half tiredness and half disappointment. Wolfwood noticed his expression and gently moved a strand of Vash’s hair out of his eyes, cupping his face in his hand, Vash closed his eyes and leaned into his touch. After a small sigh of content his eyes opened to look into Wolfwood’s, his gaze involuntarily trailing down to his lips, he inched ever so slightly closer and Wolfwood did the same. 

Vash practically melted once their lips finally interlocked, he wrapped both of his arms around Wolfwood’s shoulders and Wolfwood rested his hands on Vash’s hips, pulling him closer and leaning him back a bit, one of Vash's hands found its way into Wolfwood's hair while the other cupped his face. They both held their breath for as long as they could, neither wanting to detach from the other for more than half a second so they could shift their positions slightly. 

The sound of a door creaking open caused them both to quickly push the other off and practically sprint 4-5 feet away from the other, Vash crossed his arms across his chest with his shoulders high, staring out of the window, Wolfwood rested one hand on his hip and rubbed the back of his neck with the other, suddenly finding the floor very interesting. They both waved at the figure that walked out of the door, it waved back before wandering down the hall quietly, once it was out of sight they both took a deep breath and slowly made their way back to each other. They stood in silence for a moment with Vash tapping his finger on his arm before Wolfwood spoke, “...We should really get back to the room-”

“Yeah I think so.”

[punkoverlord]

me last night after listening to the new david audio

[antihibikase-archive]

Even if we have to say our goodbyes Even if we lose sight of our lives You'll always have me in your heart I'll never part from your side

[samsspambox]

hi hi i was about to go to bed but i started thinking about chibi luke in the new lounge and

this specifically makes me think luke would have been a marine biologist.

like early on in the game we know that luke is actually pretty good at swimming. take lost gold, at the end of the event luke is diving down into a cave to retrieve the mask,, almost as if someone had been trained to retrieve samples from the ocean floor, huh luke??

'but sam', i hear you say, 'u could argue that artem knows how to swim, would that make him also a candidate for this theory?' and to that dear reader i say no, not really. cuz surface level swimming like artem does would be wildly different than diving super deep with an oxygen tank. and then there's also luke in his new anni summer outfit. he has a snorkel and some goggles. u know what those are good for? observing the ocean.

i'm also gonna go out on a limb and say that he was entirely passionate about marine biology if he chose to write about the pea crab, which a quick google search will tell you is a parasite. this man was in deep and it's so cute.

anyway it also got me thinking of how luke is good with animals (re: peanut, peter pearce, ban ban), not as innately good as disney princes vyn, but up there. and i think you need to at least know what animals you're working with as a marine biologist,right? you have to make sure they're relaxed and you don't hurt them while taking samples and measurements. it then spiraled into thinking that because luke always wanted to be a hero, he could have wanted to be a marine biologist with a specialty in the conservation of species. and honestly? it checks out. why? because of animal testing or unethically acquired ingredients that could mess up the ecosystems of animals.

'sam,' i hear you say, 'what the fuck where did that come from'. and to you dear reader i say think about it. the nxx drug has human trials and one of the cases, specifically the one luke was in charge of in episode 5, had pollution of water that genetically altered the fish in the river.

so, in his great selflessness (or his martyr complex) luke left behind his passion of marine biology to enlist in the nsb after he found out stuff during his research so he could protect both the people of the world and also it's animals. and if that ain't the most luke pearce thing he could do idk what is.