oh jesus fuck im reslly in love with I Expect You To Die—

noooo stop i dont have space in my brain for tai sui im still obsessed with svsss nooooo... *starts reading tai sui*

you want to do it you want to read tai sui soooooooo bad

he's just a little chilly

the greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved in return

have been perpetually rotating @bignostalgias white winter hymnal hijack inside my mind palace like rotisserie chicken i adore this life-changing au to the core my bones and teeth ache badly from thinking about them <3

IT'S NOVA HOURS

[PART 11]

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💌~

i love how phoenix loves to constantly joke around about how maya is a shady weirdo who exists for the sole purpose of draining his wallet dry but the minute he loses his memories in 2-1 and interacts with her the first assumption he draws about her is "she has a sharp mind."

Shows up 2 days late with a kiss challenge featuring my video game OCs and their LIs

Reprieve Part 3 Progress Update under cut~

(Don't mind me 🥺 I've since privated the posts where I mentioned taking a small break a couple of weeks ago, so I'm just reiterating an update I had given back then for anyone popping in to check on the comic!)

Thanks for your guys' patience while I've been taking a small break from drawing and Tumblr! Ya gurl is hopefully back to doing her best to be unbothered, focused, and thriving in her lane 😌✨

I had previously said that I'd try to get Reprieve Part 3 up before the end of January but considering that I only really began getting back into my art and personal projects in the last couple of days, it's looking more like I won't get around to finishing and posting until about mid-to-late February 😅

But the script is fully finished, the panels are drafted, and the storyboarding is finally in progress 💪 finally inspired, motivated, and chugging along with this mfer 😤💕

Open, non-exhaustive list of content I would read/watch in a heartbeat about the political situation in Rexxentrum post-Solstice:

One-shot or mini-arc of the Nein going full National Treasure level heist on the Cerberus Assembly records management department before a Ludinus simulacrum can reach the burn boxes

Faux Trump aide exposé-style novel of Athesias Uludan compiling and publishing The Dirt in the aftermath as part of his apology/comeback tour

Colville-run Dirty Dozen one-shot or EXU of Oliver Schreiber dragging some particularly unruly ex-Scourgers out of semi-retirement (read: house arrest) to take Ludinus out once and for all in exchange for full indemnity

Found documents a la Midst appendices of the Cobalt Soul documentation and evidence compiled about the incident

The Archmage: An Autobiography by Martinet Ludinus Da'leth (discovered and published posthumously) [1500 pages and riddled with exaggeration and inaccuracies, the last 20% has clearly been written by AI a simulacrum]

Lorekeeper rundown Youtube video from Dani Carr

Yet another novel: Wildemount's most (in)famous and (un)reliable documentarian smelled a story (Taryon's version)

Literally just a main campaign episode of the Nein infodumping to Allura at a war council meeting with the Hells present. I need this information so badly. I am fucking begging.

This sounds like it runs the gamut in level in terms of seriousness but I would like it stated for the record that I would unhinge my jaw to consume any item on this list.

I can imagine Ren taking down notes, ready to change his whole appearance again just to realize

“Mf are you talking about Teo? 😧” “Geehee 😋”

✦゜ANSWERED: Hahahaha yeah omggg that would be sooo weirdddd!! Who would be dumb enough to dress up like someone's exact type *I say this while wearing a [REDACTED] cosplay and standing in front of Eddie's house*

"Don't 'geehee' me." Teo's mocking tone comes from above you, though the look of disdain on his face didn't seem to be aimed at you specifically. "This is fuckin' weird."

"Y'think?" [REDACTED]'s voice soon joins in, only this time, it comes from somewhere behind you. All too quickly, his tall frame presses up against your back — and before you know it — you're suddenly being caged in by two warm chests. "What makes you think I wanna be dressed like a clown?"

"A clown? Please." With an eye-roll, Teo steps even closer, casually pressing himself up against you and giving you no room to squirm. "Just admit that this is the first time someone actually laid eyes on your pathetic self."

"Yeah, f'dressing like a fucking clown." Large, tattooed (and scarred) hands land on your shoulders as [REDACTED] pulls you even closer into his chest with a protective hold. "...I don't need anyone t'look at me though. Not unless it's—"

"It's starshine over here, right?" Finally acknowledging your presence, Teo sends you a sly wink before he rests his own hand on your hip. But unlike [REDACTED], his intention was more goading rather than protective. "You're predictable, buttercup."

"'Least I'm not some pretentious asshole."

"At least I've got an ass in the first place." Teo's tone practically oozes self-confidence as he leans even closer; allowing himself to tower above your head and face his "copycat" in a heated staring contest. "Couldn't care less if it was pretentious or not."

If Teo leaned any further, they'd be close enough to—

"—How much did it cost?" You unconsciously get pushed into Teo's body as [REDACTED] stands his ground. Your hands get a good feel of the hard chest before you, though you knew better than to let them linger for too long. "As much as it did to buy all your friends?"

"That was cute." Aaaaaand... Now you were also getting smothered by [REDACTED]'s chest while Teo does the same in return. "Where's your little insult book?"

"The same place your parents keep their love and affection f'you." You could practically hear the victory fanfare play as [REDACTED]'s hands finally pull you free from Teo.

"Motherf—"

And then you died from gettin crushed by tiddies!! Da end <3

(Sorry Ivan and Mia my energy is not here today, I tried but failed you...)

HEY GUYS GUESS WHAT TOMORROW IS ! ITS GOLDEN SUN ON SWITCH DAY!

mike wheeler paladin swag. 

No proper finished pieces bc of work (😒😒) but heres a super quick michael distortion i did in the dead of night

Chapter 1: How Narinder Takes His Tea

The Lamb has defeated The One Who Waits and inducted him into their cult, and they aren't sure what to think about that. As they get a grip on their new godhood, they realize they need his expertise and allyship, but since they've robbed him of his last flicker of hope, tipping the scales in their favor isn't going to be an easy feat. As Narinder, formerly The One Who Waits, adjusts to mortal life, he's unwilling to let the Lamb's claim on his crown remain unchallenged. With the Lamb at his side, and his emotional turmoil cloaked beneath a thick layer of divine rage for a millennium, their rivalry shifts to an arrangement neither of them can quite pinpoint. The Lamb meets his sharp anger with outward mercy, bitter as they still may be at his betrayal. It's the complete opposite of everything he's learned should be true. A "director's cut" rewrite of the slow-burn, enemies-to-friends-to-lovers series I originally posted in the fandom's very early days, this revamped multichapter fic complicates the original plot elements and character dynamics, incorporates new Relics of the Old Faith content, and commemorates every moment I've cherished writing for my readers, for my new best friends, and for myself.

okay im sorry but Hermie is ABSOLUTELY faking his crushes on Scary and Link. he is a goddamn theater kid which means he needs attention more than anything in the world, and that desire more often than not centers around Normal (ESPECIALLY considering "i like you too," which is about attention regardless of whether or not he was lying). literally hes doing the queer high school equivalent of pulling a girl's pigtails at recess by telling Normal about his "crushes" so that Normal will get upset and pay more attention to him. its the same tactic he used with the mascot costume all over again