#if they're out of my comfort zone

[conjuring-ghouls]

We were searching for reasons to play by the rules. But we quickly found it was just for fools. (x)

[humans-are-tasty]

[originalartblog]

(domestic skk?? here???)

Sometimes it's hard to be vulnerable but they're working on it.

[dangoulains-devotion]

this room was built for one chair only,

i'm not empty, i'm just lonely

[alienaliart]

I made this as a wallpaper for my wife 💜

[little-hermit-crab56]

What would y'all say if I told you I've drawn lesbian poolverine and kinda thinking of posting it??

[raspberryfrogs]

my first gen sim Sugar, macaron queen themself, for @malixacc's boba tea tales legacy challenge ☺️

-good, glutton, neat

-she/they lesbian

-lived in Windenburg and partners with Dina Caliente until their differing ambitions drove their romantic relationship apart and they agreed to be best friends raising their child between them now Sugar's off to to Brindleton Bay with $6000 for a house and their child in tow which im sure will go great :')

[aeliem]

for @hiro-doodlez's dtiys

not completely sold on the background so there's a version without it below (to be clear my entry is still the one with the bg)

timelapse & version w/out background under the cut

[wexhappyxfew]

Shannon I don’t know your plan for the rest of the camps and the forced march, but can you imagine Bucky’s immense stress and protective instincts with Kennedy when the soldiers start shooting and the camp is in shambles😭

-☀️

SUNSHINE ANON HEYYYY!!!!!! so lovely to see you in my inbox ahhh HI!!!! OMG. i have a few prompts that have come in that have since marinated in my brain and will be focused on a portion of areas of the transition from the camps to the forced march and let's just say i am going to be in the flow of PURE ANGST AND WHUMP!!!!

STOPPPPP OMG (plz insert me sobbing right here right now) knowing what we know about bucky and kennedy's feelings towards one another right now and what they've told one another - and what we can absolutely see is deep love and care for each other as well - i ca only imagine what goes through both their minds the second the signal is given that they'll be going on a march. here's a little something i scribbled down at the thought (it's a little messy, a little wordy too but it was my first thoughts and just....i am in SHAMBLES!!!):

He was grabbing her arm. Even despite the thick leather of the A2 jacket she wore, swaddled around her very being, his grip was as tight, if not the strongest, she’d ever felt it be. And they’d all had lackluster food and water since arriving here.

Kennedy looked up at him, his eyes ablaze with something dark and deep down she could see the fear. Something he had tried to hide and tuck away inside of him. Yet, when she looked up into him, she could see it - it was only growing.

"Stick close to me." Bucky said quietly between themselves as the rush of the airmen around them, consumed them - loud boots slapping against the wooden floor, shouts and yells echoing down the long hallway, bodies slamming into one another as the cold from the outside slowly managed to chill her bones. Kennedy couldn't think past much else except hanging onto Bucky and trying to stay warm. Two of the most important aspects she had found herself drawn to.

At some point in the chaos, Bucky had wrapped his arm around her shoulders and practically attached her to his side - and she was sure it was the only thing grounding in this moment in time. There was no destination it seemed, and there wasn't a clue as to what entirely was going on and how long they'd be marching. All she knew is that the Allies were closing in, and the Germans were trying to stay just out of their reach.

And that meant moving the entire camp and every person in it, burning the place behind them to the ground.

As she walked beside Bucky, who remained firm, steely and as solid as a damn rock beside her, the only thought in her mind as waves of fear and nostalgia and anguished grief seemed to hit her was that she wanted to go home. And what hurt more was that her body had been so many places in a short span of time that she wasn't even sure where home was to her anymore.

"You okay, Kenny?" she heard Bucky calling to her as the shouting continued, dogs barking and snapping in the background, fire smoldering to the dark sky above them.

"Yeah," she managed out, looking up to catch his gaze which knew better it seemed than to trust her words, "fine." Bucky paused for a moment there as people rushed around him and reached up a gloved hand to pull the beanie on her head down a bit more, tucking in a few bits of her scarf alongside that. It was short and to the point, but he pressed a quick kiss to her cheek and then looked at her.

"I'm not letting go of you, alright?" he said, gloved hand snaking down to her own as he pulled it to his chest, "Hold on to me."

[saephrond]

AITA for leaving because I didn't want to get an infectious disease and/or parasites in my perfect Elven feet?

So, I took my boots off for Daerhovan last night, and danced on glass and micro-organisms at the Pony stables like a wild beast. THE PONY STABLES! Where the cobblestone is COVERED in... well, you get the idea. Glass and poop. And who knows what else.

Nim ditched us to go sit in a dirty cart, whilst also being barefooted. I don't know where Fannir was, but probably doing something productive. Or probably getting foot infections somewhere else.

ANYWAY.

Do you know how many millennia it took me to get my feet looking so flawless? All the countless years spent oiling and massaging these bad boys, until they were softer than a newly born elfchild?

For some reason, Daer and I had trouble syncing with each other in dance, so we eventually started doing our own thing, where OUR BARED FEET were on display for the WHOLE TOWN and everyone in attendance.

As a high-elf, and after having partaken in such shenanigans, my prestige is down in the negatives.

AITA for leaving the concert after stubbing my toe on Daerhovan's? Looks like he decided to make his way downtown after the fact, so I don't feel bad.

But, WHEN I say he has steel-toes, I mean that if Elves were made of steel, Daerhovan would be that steely Elf, with the steel-toes, doing steely Elven things.

@loremastering @sewer-princess @elgaladwen

[chalkscrub]

not enough moral fibre between these four to knit a small lady's handkerchief

[emahriel]

[moonchild-in-blue]

Hiiiii! If you have a minute, look up both Phyllopteryx taeniolatus and Phycodurus eques! (Not necesseraly for a critter drawing just for looking at pretty things, because either would be a nightmare to draw probably with the shapes and colours.) But they look gorgeous none the less! I've been made aware of them by @murkyquirky and they are gorgeous! *v*

!!!! I have so many minutes to look at those bad boys!!! I LOVE sea dragons SO much aaaaa. Sea horses get all the fame but their cousins are so superior imo. Like, legit literal sea fairies 🧚‍♀️🐉🌿 (also, you can't tell me what to do (/j) SO! DRAWINGS BE UPON YE!)

Phyllopteryx Taelionatus aka Common Seadragon or Weedy Seadragon (ha!) & Phycodurus Eques aka Leafy Seadragon (my personal favourites)

What's funny is that, unlike bugs which are super symmetrical and rigid, these bad boys are 1000x more fun and easier to draw.

Cus I can lowkey bullshit my way with leafy-like fluid shapes, splash on a little colour and badabing badaboom, you got yourself a Leafy Boy 🌱🐉

(if i scheduled this right and if tumblr cooperates, i should have a little extra something posted after this 👀)

[kerryweaverlesbian]

Everybody give me a round of applause I submitted a piece of uni work that I had a horrible time researching and it's only pretty good and not the best I could have done it 👍 perfectionism WHO? self sabotage WHO? Bitch I'm killing it!

[ricoka]

I have a day off on Friday because I had plans that didn't work out. But now I'm wondering if I should just be spontaneous and buy a ticket for a random flight and go on a little adventure

[beesinspades]

It's Vashwood Big Bang preview week on twitter so I thought I'd share here as well!

‘with you, the sun rises slowly’ is a modern au about letting into your life someone in need (the neighbor you've been pathetically crushing on since you moved in, to be exact), sharing a bed, dealing with trauma, and asexuality 💜

excerpt under the cut for easier reading:

His cigarette done and his nerves relaxed, Wolfwood shooes Kuroneko back inside—which gets him a reproachful meow—and follows after her.

Livio and Vash are watching a cooking show for amateurs, commenting on the dishes and desserts presented. Wolfwood watches from the corner of the room for a minute, thinking that’s not how you’re supposed to make grilled cheese—who the hell puts butter on both sides of the bread?—before taking that as a sign he should get cooking himself.

Wolfwood steps over Livio’s legs just to be annoying, but it comes back to bite him in the ass when Livio exclaims, “Oi, where do ya think you’re going!” while Vash is already reaching out to him with a shit-eating grin.

Vash and Livio each grab him by the wrists and pull him down. Wolfwood crashes backwards on the couch with a grunt, and before he knows it Livio has extended his arm over his shoulders and reached out to Vash, squishing Wolfwood between them.

“Hey! I need to—” Wolfwood begins to protest, only to make an indignant noise when they both shush him, nodding at the television.