I spent so much time at home that I had forgotten how comforting it is to go out and read in the park ✨

📖: Atomic Habits

Quick late night sketch, continuing the boardgames concept posts! :D

ᴮᵃˢᵉᵈ ᵒᶠᶠ @/ʳᶦʳᶦʳᶦᵏᶦⁿᶻᶦ 'ˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗ(⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

They're ridiculous and chaotic and Balli loves them<3 They prolly came with a "warning not to be left alone" sign. These would burn down the house for the funsies lol

WOOOOOOOO Y/N REFFF WOOOOOOOO

(Also, yes, I realize I forgot to add the gl Freddy emblem on the nametag/badge- tbh idrc)

Chica giving gift <3

Your old lady neighbor who was a baddie in the eighties

She’s gonna have more time in the fic cause like I really like her role as Y/n’s unofficial grandma

This is just the rlly ugly original format of the drawings

Okayyyy byeeeeeeeeee (fic for this au is pinned on my profile btwwww)

Happy Free Panel Friday!

Can I take a moment to express how much Terry’s presence is felt in Good Omens? Both seasons, yes, but perhaps it’s because I’ve just started the Discworld series (late to the party, I know, I know, better late than never) that I can see and feel it more clearly now. It makes my heart filled to bursting.

i need you to write genloss angst at some point. doesn't have to be what you write today, but there's not enough and i love when you write sad shit. (i've been having thoughts, i can talk you through them on discord if you want :3)

oh yeah i should get on that that'd be fun actually... hmm... ideas... lemme think. but yeah please do talk i love your brain thoughts so yes please

(RP starter from @spacedust-rp )

Rainbow Dash took a slow, shaky breath as she approached the doors of the crystal palace. Being Twilight's friend meant she was on more casual terms with the princesses than most ponies, but something about doing this still felt wrong. Of course, it wasn't hard to hide her anxiety behind her usual bravado. Her? Nervous? Never! Though... she did have a lot on her mind. She needed advice, she needed to understand what was happening, and Cadence seemed like the only pony that might understand.

Princess Cadance had been out on the balcony above the palace doors, the one that overlooked the majority of her kingdom. It was a lovely day, and she was enjoying the warmth of the sun in the sky above her. She closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath, before exhaling happily and glancing around. Below her, she noticed Rainbow Dash approaching the castle, and called out to her.

"Rainbow Dash? Is that you? Its so wonderful to see you!" She said as she leaned over the side of the balcony. Spreading her wings, she flew down to greet the other mare. Cadance smiled before asking, "What brings you to the Crystal Empire?"

"It's my first day in the weather factory... where do I go?"

(From @spacedust-rp )

Snow Angel looked over and noticed the other pony. She didn't recognize them, as far as she could tell.

"Hey there!" She called out, walking over to them. "My name is Snow Angel! Are you new here?"

i love that this account exists!

these are my two (so far) darlings that have designs! the pink and purple one is seren/spacedust (it/she/star) and the black and red one is beck (he/him)!

seren (more commonly known by its rink name, spacedust) is a fighter at the hatchetfield roller rink. she can, as her nickname suggests, manipulate space dust and stars, and she's been fighting as long as she can remember. star doesn't know stars birth parents, but star was raised by eddie chiplucky, so star kinda had no choice but to fight in the rink. in its first match against spitfire, it didn't quite react in time and got part of its lower face burned, which is why it wears the mask. i love her so much she's my everything

beck is. admittedly less developed. but he was bullied by ethan in high school and accidentally fell into the black and white while trying to get away from him. he's like if wilbur cross also had high school trauma and was less horny

i've got vague ideas for at least three more but i wanna flesh them out first

Welcome Seren and Beck!! I'm assuming you want me to add them to the master list? I'll go ahead and add them just send me an ask if you want me to take them off or edit it

Seems like a joke but this Starbucks glass helps me to drink the water necessary per day. And the design is perfect and elegant, no?

little sketches~~

more of last weeks wb doodles :3

mermay

mermay

MERMAY

MERMAY

MERMAYYYYYY

AAAAAAAAAAAAA

IT’S MERMAY (ft. MerComet and MerMeteor)

I MADE THIS A YEAR AGO AND TIS THE SEASON I CAN FINALLY POST IT

speaking of which

Here, take this MerDusk wip that I never finished (probably never will-)

Anywaysssss I’ll make some Sun and Moon mer content soon- hopefully-

No need to freeze in place, SpaceDust's Offical Comic is in production! More details to come!

.. that no daylight can penetrate through the windows in the operating room, except for a few rays of light through the wooden columns. My ventilator beeps every second. My wrists heavy as lead are taken, cabled & bandaged. One of the nurses asks, "Shouldn't we have told NeonLila before we started?" "What's supposed to happen? The whole thing is an experiment. Let NeonLila tell us what she saw on her long journey. Let's finish wiring them both up before Dr. Sable gets back." "All right," says the other nurse, with dogs crying in the background, Dr. Sable & Screaming Monkeys. This is followed by a deep but enormous bang & Dr. Sable, whistling down the aisle toward us. I stopped fighting back a long time ago. In contrast to my ability to speak, I can still hear them all very well. Several heads with light blue caps walk at my foot while I stand together, half in the dark hallway, with neon red. A light breeze blows across my face. We hear animals scream. monkeys, but apparently from further away. I try to move my fingertips but my body just feels heavy & lightheaded overall. Someone called something. It sounded like a long one; No! As long as I get scared in my subconscious, I briefly think back to point 3 in my contract, which says that this is supposed to be a human experiment on the spot. My hospital bed starts to shake and I am taken to the operating theatre. Now the light from the surgical lamp shines fully into my eyes. Through the door of the large & cold operating theatre, the plaintive sounds of dogs can be heard, several dogs & again the chief doctor's whistle sounds, which I already know by heart from his melody: "Bring neon red in & connect them together & above all shut the fucking door! Although the remedy should already be working, so that NeonLila should hardly notice anything, but one thing is for sure, I'm not in it." His face is getting closer and closer to mine & his grin is always after he added; not yet. (...)

// starter for @spacedust-rp with Hinata!

One perk of having so many Ultimates crammed into your skull is that you get really good at reading people. Hinata isn’t sure if that’s the Ultimate Therapist, the Ultimate Spy, the Ultimate Salesman, or all of the above, he wasn’t sure. But he knew when someone was bothered by something as if it was spelled out over their head in huge, bold letters. It came in handy a lot, actually, trying to rehabilitate everyone on the island, but he was surprised when he saw it in Naegi, of all people.

He’d never seen Naegi be anything other than a ray of sunshine, honestly. Dude seemed to be smiling constantly, chattering on excitedly about new plans for the Foundation and whatnot. But when he arrived on the boat this morning and Hinata went up to greet him, it caught the taller man off guard to see a barely-contained sorrow just beneath the surface. He’d always figured Naegi couldn’t be happy every second of every day, but this was the first time he was seeing it for himself.

He waits a bit. To see if it was just a passing feeling or if, somehow, Hinata had read him wrong. But come afternoon and it’s still there. Like there’s a siren going off that only he can hear. 

Unable to take it anymore, he finds a moment to pull Naegi aside. He can’t let him spend his whole day upset like this, it doesn’t feel right. He would consider Naegi his friend, though most of their conversation topics are directly related to shipments of supplies and updates with the Foundation.

“Uh, Naegi-kun?” He places his hand on the shorter man’s shoulder, smiling softly. “Could you come with me a moment? I wanted to talk with you about something, if that’s alright.”