gonna be an online learning website hater again i HATE it when they don't allow you the option to submit after the timer runs out on a submission bin. like cmon man, deduct me the points when i pass it or whatever orz

I’ve had Pegs sketched out since after watching the Captain Carter What If…? episode.

IN AUGUST.

LAST YEAR.

Finally had time to re-do the lineart I accidentally deleted and paint her over the holiday weekend.✨

Yes, Daddy, i mean—

🥲

It's a late Friday night (well, early Saturday morning) when Nijika sends this video to Ryo:

The message is immediately marked as read, and Ryo doesn't respond, but Nijika knows that she'll find it funny.

The next day while out shopping by herself, Nijika receives a text from her sister. "can you come back. we have a ryo situation", it reads.

Nijika rolls her eyes at the message, types out a response telling Seika to deal with the "ryo situation" herself, then deletes the message instead of sending it and heads for home anyway.

Once back at the Starry, Nijika immediately spots the "situation". Parked in front of the drinks counter is a shiny new baby blue moped, and mounted atop the moped is a Ryo, idly scrolling through her phone.

(PA-san hovers around Ryo, taking photos. Seika merely stands to the side, arms crossed with an irate expression etched into her face)

Nijika's posture slouches at the sight. "I'm not even gonna ask how much money you spent on that thing. But why did you bring it inside?? How did you bring it inside???"

Ryo looks up from her phone, gives a single slow blink to Nijika, then responds in English: "Seize the day."

best compliment ko today yung ang bango ko daw sabi nung kaibigan kong ayaw na ayaw sa floral scents na perfume. 🥰

CHAPTER 6 SASUKE RETSUDEN

The Five Senses of Desensitization

A revamp of a comic I made two years ago. With recent events, I figured it’s an appropriate time to post this.

Rest if you must, take care if you need to; but the moment you lose hope, the moment you stop paying attention… that’s when they win.

LMAOOO

I was in the most pain I've ever been in last night. I thought I was gonna die🙃

sino sa inyo may ari ng tiktok account na to i just wanna talk 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂

i just want everyone to know na this is NOT me. hindi ako napopost ng smaus sa tiktok or kahit pa sa twitter. sa tumblr lang lahat ng gawa ko. hindi rin ako pumapayag na irepost o itranslate mga gawa ko.

kung gusto niyo rin magpost smau , gumawa kayo ng inyo. kung gusto niyo ‘yung concept sa au na nabasa niyo at gusto niyong gayahin o gumawa ng inspired dun, aba pwede naman din kayo magpaalam ‘di ba? ‘wag kayo basta-bastang nangunguha ng gawa ng iba. pinaghirapan ‘yan, huy. idol mo ba pamilya ng presidente ng bansang ‘to at ganyan ka?

kung nababasa man ‘to ng may-ari ng account na ‘yan, idelete mo na ‘yung apat na au na pinost mo na gawa ko, o kaya turn on mo na rin comments ng mga posts mo sa tiktok. pwede ring i-dm mo na lang ako at kausapin mo ko. hindi naman ako nangangagat. :)

filo prompt: wherein you stumble upon a man who you’ve been trying so hard to forget for the past year, only for him to show up at a dinner your family set up. and much to your surprise, you’re actually arranged to marry him in a couple of weeks

taglist: @raely-study

i wore my floral corset so that i'll be twinning with my supposed floral cup, but starbucks said, "nOpe, xOri, better luck next tOime"

mostly when i feel unjustified about my hate for the marcoses and my yearning for justice for their victims (after all, i wasnt born in their time. i have not been actively harmed by them. i live on the margins of their policies and laws), i think that i am doing this for my father. my father who talks about martial law just to talk about martial law. who talks about missing popeye after they declare it. whose father, a musician and cd salesman, disappeared for a day and then some after going bowling. i am thinking of the child who could not study his own language because of how the educational system was restructured, the child who waited for his father his family thought dead and saw him coming home, sweaty beaten and half naked after being detained. i am thinking of the young man who snuck out to the snap elections and wrote "cory" despite knowing what would happen. the young man who could not afford his university schooling but who walked to edsa and back to be there, to raise a hand and sing a song despite his own classmates gone into the night. i am thinking of the son who applies for philippine citizenship when he sees taiwan form its own dictator. he escapes while his siblings do not. i am thinking of the middle aged man who now sees his child attending the same university, who also carries memories of his father, the grandfather she never met. he is thinking of how he can keep this little child safe. i am thinking of the man who is orphaned the day marcos announces his decision to run for president, who is alone now but facing the same demons, who has no one who has shared the same burden because his wife was too young and the other ones too old to remember. i am thinking of the man who stays up with his daughter* (who is every bit as idealistic as he was, who chooses a discipline that will kill her one day) when the results come out and she cries from the weight of memory while he jokes and smiles, it will pass. with the blares of ang bagong lipunan, where he is both child and father again, while his father remains dead. he is quiet and his hands shake. i am thinking of how he is quiet after he shares these stories, again and again. he is thinking of how old he is, how long before he too forgets, and he is thinking who can remember (his childhood, his boyhood, his love for popeye, his parents, his language, his classmates, his walk to edsa, his vote in 2021, his child, his story) for him. and then i remember- that's why i remember.

old doodles na nahanap ko sa twitter q

S02E42 Unexpected Hero