#now to fucking finish part 3

[demi-pixellated]

🌻Blade Breaker II & The Rose Noble🌹 - Power Couple of New Fodlan -

I am SO EXCITED to show my full piece for Sunflower, A Leonie zine. What a beautiful book, with all it’s fantastic merch, and I’m so glad I got to be apart of it and show my fav cavalry girl all the love she deserves!! Thank you to everyone who supported the zine, but if you missed out the first time around, don’t sweat it! Sunflower is now having it’s leftover sale!! 🌻 Pick Up A Copy Here 🌻

[jtownraindancer]

hey so if you haven't listened to the adventure of the deceased doctor yet you are missing out on all kinds of time travel shenanigans, multiple versions of sherlock, and a surprise villain that had me pacing around my apartment at 3:30 in the morning

(general warning for the master being... the master.)

[todayisafridaynight]

daigo looks great in the new gameplay teaser clip rgg posted <3

[beckiboos]

Me when I start act 3

“Well I guess I better design my next character”

And this is why I have never finished the game

[ssruis]

I didn't know if you've watched this side story but I think you should (it's easy to miss because it's not on En and it's also An's). I think you'll appreciate the absolute cringe Tsukasa but also equally cringe An. They share a heartfelt moment and then dive into cringe again. This is delightful. Especially the voice acting.

HELP MEEE THEYRE SO FUNNY…. Tsukasa doing the strangest shit ever & his explanation is even stranger. and An’s just like “Co-signed bc that’s so real.” Absolutely hysterical. An & Tsukasa Trust rank or we riot.

[bamboorocket]

So uh... remember that Lancer crossover I was working on for Spookami? And how I put this tag on the original post?

Well that's actually happening for real now, because our GM is not only running a oneshot separate from our main campaign this weekend, but also very encouraging of letting us pull expy nonsense. Joke's on him if he think I'm not committing to the bit, though, so have the portrait I drew for the "Pilot" section of my character sheet.

Most refer to Waka in this AU by his callsign "Onmyōji". Those that don't usually just call him a pain in the ass.

[got-eggs]

i am slow cooking the most delicious of concoctions in the kitchen rn

(my tags are so long lol whole half ass recipe down there)

[hoshigray]

Someone, please yell at me to finish this choso fic, I've been delaying it for like 3 days bc of other stuff, and I just wanna get the sex part doneeee 😭😭😭

[simplydnp]

enrich your enclosure!!!

[coldresolve]

new conrad art has me fukcing SCREAMING

THE CURLS!!!!!

its killing me im dying. im not even done with it yet

[oceanlipgloss]

I...I think I just finished this Simeon fic. Oh God. It's been too long. It will finally, finally be discharged from the elderly home for WIPs. I'll post it tomorrow :P

[shrews-things]

The duality of man

[steddie-island]

Forever Yours (Faithfully)

Part 3 of Fuck His Dad WC: 3,020 | Rating: E | CW: Mention of minor character illness (Wayne was sick but he got better I promise!) Tags: Steve is Dustin's Dad, Age Gap, Modern AU, No upside-down AU, Top Steve Harrington, Bottom Eddie Munson (tagged that way for the fic but they're verse in everything I write them in tbh), Fluff, Sex that was supposed to be filthy but just gets so soft (and then a little filthy) Shoutout to @rozzieroos for helping me through my men's engagement ring frustrations (why do they all look like just wedding bands???) and for planting the idea for what I wanted to do for Eddie instead.

Teaser below the cut, but read the full thing on ao3.

Truthfully, Eddie hadn’t expected that they would make it to a year. He loved Steve, but with past relationships… they just hadn’t had staying power. His longest relationship before Steve had only lasted for four and a half months. It had been nice, but it hadn’t been love for either of them. 

This was different. Steve was different. Eddie spent most of his nights here now that Dustin had officially moved out and was living on campus. He had a two drawers, a side of the bed, and room in Steve’s closet for some of his clothes. 

It was just so easy , and he was happy. 

And Steve wasn’t getting tired of him. Steve still wanted him around. Not just for sex, either– though that was still very much happening, every chance they got. But now they had nursed each other through colds, they’d had their first fight and gotten through it in one piece. When Wayne fell sick and it had been touch and go for two weeks, Steve wasn’t just there for Eddie. Steve was there for Wayne, holding his hand and talking to him, reading to him when Wayne insisted Eddie go back to class so he could have something else to focus his mind on for a little while. And when, at the end of the two weeks, Wayne was cleared to go home, Steve had Dustin help him add a ramp to Wayne’s porch, so he could get into the house with his new chair. 

So it hadn’t been expected, making it this far, but Eddie was beyond grateful that they had. 

By the time the big day rolled around, he was ready. It had taken weeks of planning, had taken help from both Robin and from Dustin, for it to all come down to this: Eddie was in his best ( i.e. only ) suit–complete with an actual tie. Dinner was finished (thanks to Robin) and just waiting to be plated up. A bottle of fancy wine (also picked up by Robin) sat chilling next to the bouquet of deep red roses that Eddie himself had picked out. He wasn’t a rose guy, but roses were romantic, and Steve liked romance. And Eddie? Eddie loved Steve. 

He’d thought about a big, intricate dinner at a restaurant, but that wasn’t who they were. Sure, they could do fancy dinners on the town, those were fun. But Eddie liked it best when they were here, when it was just their family, when he was wearing Steve’s old yellow sweater and Steve was wearing a Hellfire shirt – which he had totally earned by staying away from their games, just like Dustin had made them promise. And anyway they were his rules, it didn’t matter whether Dustin thought it was cheating or not, damn!

Outside, the sound of a car door slamming cut through the air. Eddie hurried to set the plates on the table, to get the wine poured, to make sure not a single candle had gone out in the thirty seconds since he’d last checked. He could hear Steve’s feet on the stoop, heard the key in the lock. 

He picked up the bouquet of roses, tucked a loose curl behind his ear, and he waited. 

Steve’s hands had never trembled like this before– it took three tries to get the key into the lock before he could actually go inside. Dustin and Robin both assured him he didn’t need to be so nervous, but it was easy for them to say that. They weren’t the ones taking a step off of the edge, putting it all out there only to maybe ruin one of the best things that had ever happened to him. 

Once he was inside it took even more time than usual to get his bag from around his shoulders, to get his blazer hung up. He turned– and stopped. The lights were off, and the dining room glowed instead with candlelight. They were all around the space, on every available surface. And Eddie stood in the middle of it all, lit up and looking more beautiful than Steve had ever seen him before. “Happy anniversary.” Eddie’s smile was nervous. Steve didn’t gamble often, but he would bet almost anything that Eddie’s hair was pulled back so he couldn’t use it to hide that beautiful face. “I’m sorry it’s not more, I wasn’t sure if you would want to go out– or if you would even want to do anything, I know you’ve had a long day at school and–” “Eddie.” Steve shook his head and rested a finger over those pink lips. “Breathe for me, sweetheart.” Eddie’s smile softened, and he took an exaggerated breath, let his chest fill with air before releasing it slowly. “Sorry.” “This is… perfect. You did this for me?” “Robin and Dustin helped,” he admitted. “I wanted everything to look nice for you. These are for you, too.” He held the bouquet out and Steve felt his heart thump in his chest. Maybe he would’ve been less nervous, too, if he’d had any insight at all about what Eddie was planning. He smiled and went in for a kiss that was soft and sweet. 

“C’mon. Dinner’s getting cold.” Eddie stepped back so he could pull Steve’s chair out for him. 

[korattata]

remind me to never ever read the comments on a game that's in early access ever again

[beansforwhat]

its like the worst feeling in the world when you post some art you feel really proud of on smth you came up with that you rlly hope people will find interesting and it only gets like 12 notes

and then like an hour later you post some random shitpost doodles you made in choir class while high on sleep deprivation and it gets almost 3 times as many notes

like im stoked ppl find my trash humour funny but that shit just

damn

[stellarsightz]

What is the flavor of fear?

Sublime, my Brother.

(Alternate version under the cut)