#im actually pretty proud of myself

[satans-knitwear]

I put some fishnets on!!

Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me

[sea-jello]

Day 21/October 21: Day of the Departed || Reminisce (??)

GRAHH ITS STILL THE 21ST SOMEWHERE i’m apparently using morrotober to try new things this one’s a new lineart brush that i’m sorta warming up to and the POSE and the BACKGROUND and the LIGHTING i’m surprised i finished this at all tbh. and also new morro design

bg lineart and sword vs neither plus the green ghost fog thing i do basically if you zoom in really really close the lines aren’t smooth on the lineless bgs but icba the pedestal can be chipped or something. i kinda like without the sword and fog cause it gives him a more isolated feel yk (that was my original idea lmao)

this one’s my attempt at funky mannequin hands

[unawakening-float07]

my attempt at bouldering

[yuuugay]

all of em are pretty different since i didnt think it through jskbcdkjavcd but the 4 gods from @uroboros-if 👍👍👍👍👍

[brother-one]

:))

[dalkyum]

[GOT7 REVIVAL] WEEK 6 ✧ Fav Photoshoot ↳ GOT7 — Breath of Love: Last Piece ༄࿐

[quevadilla]

got angst on the mind today y'all,,,,,

steddie angst below the cut

okokok so someone has probably already written this BUT

what if Eddie never tried to be a hero? never left that trailer in the upside down, never left dustin alone, etc. they both survive (I'm going with vecna was defeated so without someone controlling them they drop dead all at the same time)

but there's a frantic call on the walkie coming from Nancy

Steve is taken down somehow. Weak and still breathing, still has a pulse, but her and Robin need help moving him

Eddie and Dustin make it over as fast as possible

Eddie barely managed to get Steve out from under a near hysterical Robin. Steve is in and out of coherency, it seems like he took another hit to his head.

Eddie just keeps talking in an effort to keep him awake until they can get him to a hospital, to keep from breaking down himself.

"You know, never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I'd have Steve Harrington in my arms like this."

"You dreamin' about me, Munson?" Steve slurs back. He has the ghost of a smile on his face.

The frightened tears Eddie's been successfully keeping at bay so far suddenly threaten to spill. "Yeah, and I'll tell you all about it later, you just gotta stay with us, alright? Promise." His voice is shaking. He can feel Steve start to go further limp against his chest.

Steve hums as his eyes start to flutter closed. "'M gonna hold you to that."

Eddie tries to jostle him back to full consciousness. "Steve? You gotta stay awake, man, okay? Steve, you hear me?" Eddie loons down only to find Steve's face has gone totally slack; he can't tell if he's even breathing.

Goddamnit, Steve. Eddie breaks out running towards the gate that's finally in sight, grateful for the adrenaline still coursing through him. He'll be damned if Steve doesn't make it back, even at his own expense.

[rootbeerrex]

shitty cryptid!batman sketch I did in math class

(if anyone judges the quality I will cry because I literally only had a 6B sketching pencil and a mechanical pencil with .07 lead)

[sof182]

JET SET RADIOOOOOOOO sorry for making it the jsrf logo minus the f it was easier to draw :-( also this was for my art club

sketch

non scanned final version

[waterfallofspace]

first time drawing The Boy Himself <3

(not snz, and not perfect, but I'm pretty proud of it so I'm putting it here! Didn't use references, though I did use the popular headcanons about what he looks like <3 not spoiler in my mind so I'm not gonna stick it behind a cut, but I did tag it <3)

[hella1975]

by pure evil accident taob zuko's current mental state is the exact same as the one ive been stuck in for the past few weeks and that's a bit funny to me. like i started writing this chapter months ago and knew what i was doing with it even longer ago and suddenly ive manifested it into reality. we are both facing the horrors rn

[ruffgem]

Ok I painted for at least 17 million hours this weekend and I’m not done with my final project yet BUT ALMOST. They’re kicking us out of our studios on April 3rd so I’m trying to finish them by then. lamow

[avariceaside]

LETS GOOOOO

Next up, under 5 hours!

[shastafirecracker]

THROWS MUG ON THE GROUND FLIPS THE TABLE AND THROWS THE TABLE AND COMPUTER OUT THE WINDOW

IT’S FINISHED MOTHERFUCKERRRRRR

[collaredkittyboy]

woah that french in the tags 😳 didn't know you were a poet

Yeah that is the beginning of a poem I wrote in my French class last year 😅 Let's see I think I have it saved.

Les racines des arbres serpentent une toile

Vaste et étouffant sous la vielle neige

Pour garder la pourriture des étoiles.

Les vers dans leur prison superficiel

Savent pourquoi, quand ils voient les nuages,

Les racines des arbres serpentent une toile.

De la terre une chanson discordiale

Tends ses vrilles en haut avertir les anges

Pour garder la pourriture des étoiles

Que mange le feu, son peau et sa moelle.

Et, pour piéger ce mal nécrophage,

Les racines des arbres serpentent une toile.

Meprisant la croissance des spores floréals,

Les cieux luttent retenir les nuages

Pour garder la pourriture des étoiles.

Avec la pulse des étoiles cardiales

Le champignon embrasse, léche, aime, et mange

Les racines des arbres serpentent une toile

Pour garder la pourriture des étoiles.

And the translation:

The roots of the trees weave a web

Vast and suffocating under the old snow

To keep the rot from the stars.

The worms in their superficial prison

Know why, when they see the clouds,

The roots of the trees weave a web.

From the earth a discordant song

Stretches out its tendrils to warn the angels

To keep the rot from the stars

That eats the fire, its skin and its marrow.

And to trap the evil scavenger

The roots of the trees weave a web.

Despising the spread of the floral spores,

The skies fight to clutch the clouds

To keep the rot from the stars.

With the pulse of the cardial stars

The fungus kisses, licks, likes/loves, and eats

The roots of the trees weaving a web

To keep the rot from the stars.

[undermostcorgi]

the media which consumes your entire soul at age 12 will forever be a part of you. this is an unavoidable consequence of living and you have to accept this fact. no matter how old you get, no matter how long it has been since you last saw its smug face peeking out from the bushes as it follows you, no matter if you think you have outrun it for good and that you're finally finally safe and you hardly even remember it exists anymore and your brain knows a few brief moments of true peace, it WILL catch up to you in your moment of weakness. and listen you don't want to hear this but sometimes this is necessary for your mental health. you will on instinct want to reject it and run away again but sometimes. sometimes you just need to watch that old show or listen to that silly song or read that weird book again as an adult and it will hurt you a little bit in various little ways but it will also heal you a little bit. you can call it nostalgia you can call it connecting with your inner child or whatever you want but just listen to me it WILL HAPPEN TO YOU TOO AT SOME POINT AND YOU HAVE TO BE PREPARED FOR THIS (i am forcibly dragged off the stage by security)