#dont get used to it

[anoxthon]

#meowartag #koira & menni #for once theyre not in the void #dont get used to it

[xenodogartz]

@tigerdrop called creep 2014 a "frenrey movie" and it rocked my world

#hey guys look i drew gordon again. #dont get used to it #art #digital art #hlvrai #hlvrai au #gordon feetman #benrey #frenrey #xenoart

[lymooniee]

HEHRHEHDHDEHE I LOVE HOW JUST I LOVE HOW IN CHARACTER IT IS I AM GOING CRAZY

#AAAHAHEHRHDSLEKFHENR #sonic prime #sonadow #sonadow prime #HELPPCPDPDLX HELP HELP #DONT GET USED TO IT #I WOULDNT DREAM OF IT #UGH WWHENEVER HE SAVES SONIC IT REMEINDS ME OF SA2 WHEN HE SAVES ROUGE AND SHE ASKS HIM WHY BUT HE AVLIDS THE REASONS #SUCH A WEIRD THING I THINKNABOUT BUT YEAH

[omgjolras]

Il y a des hommes qui semblent nés pour être le verso, l’envers, le revers.

#grantaire #les mis #les miserables #les misérables #les mis fanart #my stuff #angsty r is my fave to draw #ive been drawing soo much lately #dont get used to it

[evermorethecrow]

What a fine expression

Red ridinghood's Wolf- Kikuo

#chuuyabsd #bungo stray dogs manga #i love him #bsd art #my corrupt art #chuuya #nakahara chuuya #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #chuuya bsd #chuuya fanart #chuuya nakahara #chuuya au #yuuko au #yeah yeah #im telling you the au #dont get used to it

[hajihiko]

I hope you're sitting down, dear

^love this song. Guess I had to draw mr. Fingers In His Ass at some point?

(1 more version below cut bc it's not as cool as the rest but my highlights look nice)

#Cant believe I'm drawing The Discourse guy #Dont get used to it #nagito komaeda #komaeda nagito #Sdr2 #Super danganronpa 2 #Danganronpa #Danganronpa 2 #super danganronpa goodbye despair #Eyestrain cw #Blood CW #CW blood #Eye strain #an art #nagito

[vadvivon]

very very very special rare shaperaverse art from vadvi (me) 😡

#dolls of new albion #shaperaverse #paul shapera #dona #new albion #annabelle #edgar #jasper #byron #priscilla #amelia #fay #soldier 7285 #saul #kate #the narrator #mcalistair #the dolls of new albion #dont get used to it

[confused-in-rokugan]

made a lil comic out of a cool character moment :D IMPORTANT CONTEXT: Mantis clan wants to sell foreign GUNS (very, very illegal) to the Crab clan. Mataro and that girl Konoko are both members of the Crab clan, and Mataro's approval of this secret deal, since he is of high rank and is respected, could greatly accelerate the process. Kyouka & this girl are having an affair, which is why he knows about her goals.

#DOJI Kyouka #HIDA Mataro #l5r #legend of the five rings #l5r oc #l5r tabletop #YASUKI Konoko #a comic for the new year woohoo #dont get used to it

[pinkeoni]

“Clerics are intermediaries between the mortal world and the distant planes of the gods. As varied as the gods they serve, clerics strive to embody the handiwork of their deities. No ordinary priest, a cleric is imbued with divine magic.” 

A Will the cleric drawing based off of actual clerics. 

#will byers #will byers has powers #will has powers #byler #i finally had downtime in my busy homework schedule to draw for fun #if you enjoyed this piece of art from me #dont get used to it #probably the first and last fandom artwork i will make for a while #will the wise #cleric will

[that-sad-guy]

drew a bunch of apollos the other day.

shoutout to jack who thinks tiny apollo looks like a bug. ( i call him bugpollo now)

#mine #my art #ace attorney #ace attorney fanart #apollo justice #no his antennae do not chnage length every single time hahaha shut up #see i CAN draw fullbodies #take that! #dont get used to it

[bhiik]

am i too late to this trend? well whatever better late than never. This is the Paladin of the Spider known simply as Gray. I do not know that much about marvel but i fell into quite a wiki-hole trying to get ideas. I like swords.

#spidersona #into the spider verse #oc #digital art #bhiik art #not furry #for once #dont get used to it #i dont want to divide art to a furry and not furry blog #but maybe i have to #for like branding or something idk #i hope you like it

[inanimateinsanitymephone]

do you ever imagine what your other siblings would be like if things weren’t so… bleh?

like, if you were allowed to be like actual siblings and all be who you wanted to be?

How do you think you would all interact? What dynamics you’d have?

-Totally Topical Anon

#totally topical anon #new anon!! #ii mephone4 #mephone4 #mephone4 ii #ii #iii #ii fanart #inanimate insanity #inanimate insanity invitational #art #artists on tumblr #shockingly #my mental health hasnt gotten better #its probably gotten worse if im being honest #i just had a burst of energy to answer asks rn #dont get used to it

[bees-in-the-brains]

might as well post art. anyone here like eddsworld? i love it. admittedly, i like the neighbors more than the main characters so i drew Mark

#original art #digital art #artists on tumblr #art #eddsworld #eddsworld mark #eddsworld neighbors #woah bee actually posting art? #dont get used to it

[thelastsaiyanprincess]

thinking about: someone grabbing the back of my neck with their hand , whispering a soft threat in my ear that feels super tickly just like the fingers gently grazing the sides of my neck, ignoring my nervous giggling and begging, asking me to repeat whatever snotty thing i just said or telling me to lay off the spoiled princess act or else they'll tickle my worst spots until i scream. a delicate reminder of who is in charge, at least for now.

#rare subby mood #dont get used to it

[your-good-pal-chevy]

“It is forbidden to kill; therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.”

Voltaire

The night air was cold. Leon wondered if it was a bit of the world outside leaking in, the mountain chill reaching into the magically sealed environment of the academy. There was much he wanted to know about how the whole place worked, much he felt he needed to know. Such information could become vital in the future, after all.

Melaina had called him up to the roof to talk, but for the most part, they had only sat in silence. Neither of them was a particularly sociable person, and the air was thick with tension. They had attended classes together, but had not spoken at length since the infirmary. Not since their duel.

It was Leon who finally broke the silence, unable to bear the weight of it. “I wonder how the weather works,” he said, “How they keep the academy livable despite Signore’s best efforts.”

Melaina shrugged. “Been here for years, haven’t learned that yet.”

“Fair enough.” Leon looked down at the courtyard below. He scanned his eyes over it, checking for any positions where someone might be hidden from his sight. It was a hard habit to break, expecting attackers from every direction.

Without warning, a finger jabbed into his shoulder. Melaina, brow furrowed and mouth in a hard line, was looking into his eyes. “You’re doing it again. This...”

She sighed.

“This is what I wanted to talk about.” She gestured vaguely at Leon. “This is the answer to your question.”

Leon thought for a moment. “My question. Why you wanted to duel me in the first place?”

She nodded.

“You’ll have to elaborate, then.” He folded his arms and tried not to stare at the courtyard. “I’m not sure I follow your meaning.”

Melaina sighed again, harsher this time, and ruffled her hair with both hands. Finally, she put her hands on her hips and looked up at him. “What are you, Leon?”

The question caught him off guard. “Now I know I don’t follow.”

“Look at you. Always looking around, like you expect fighting to break out any moment-”

“In fairness, I’ve gotten in three fights and one duel already, and I’ve only been here a week.”

Melaina cleared her throat. “Always looking around, and the way you look at people... Like you’re sizing up an opponent.”

Leon pointed an accusatory finger in Melaina’s direction. “Again, you literally challenged me to a duel the first time we met. I think I’m justified.”

She shook her head. “There’s a difference. Most people here, they don’t see each other as enemies, even if they don’t get along or they plan on dueling. But you?”

Melaina let one hand fall to the hilt of her sword. Leon reacted as fast as his body would allow, but stopped short when he saw Melaina had stopped moving.

“You were about to cut me down, weren’t you?” Melaina’s tone was... Not accusatory, as Leon thought it would be. It was pained. “Everywhere you look, you see enemies. Everyone you look at, you make a plan to kill them, just in case.”

Leon removed his hand from the hilt of his own sword, where it had gone of its own will. He tried to open his mouth to reply, but no words came to him. Instead, he simply turned back to the courtyard, gripping the railing tight with both hands.

Melaina followed suit, leaning onto her elbows to watch the courtyard with him.

“I don’t know what your story is, Leon, but I see something in you that it seems like most people can’t.” She bit her lip for a moment before continuing, her voice softer than normal. “I can read people pretty well in battle, I think. I’ve got a reputation for it. I’ve won a lot of duels in my time at this academy, but you’re different.”

“I’m not that different,” Leon said, “You beat me pretty thoroughly, I thought.”

She shook her head. “You read my every move, I could see it. You knew exactly how to kill me, and you could’ve done it if you were faster, stronger. I saw it the moment we first locked eyes; you knew the method, even if you couldn’t pull it off yourself.”

Melaina scooted over on the railing to bump her shoulder against Leon’s arm. “I don’t hold it against you, but... It scared me, a bit. I’ve never seen that kind of look in someone’s eyes before. I felt like I had to fight you. A part of me thought I would die if I didn’t.”

Leon looked away. “I wouldn’t kill anyone here, I’m not...” The words caught in his throat. He wanted to say that he wasn’t a killer, but he couldn’t bring himself to lie. “I’m not a threat, Melaina.”

“I fought you because I saw death in your eyes, Leon, that’s your answer.” Melaina averted her own gaze, and once again the two were silent, not daring to look at each other for a long time, until Melaina found the strength to speak again.

“I don’t think you’re a bad person, that’s not what I’m saying. And I’m not afraid of you, especially not now that I know I can beat you.”

“Harsh.”

“But that was a new experience for me, that little twinge I got. That inkling that you were capable of doing something to really hurt me. Most people can’t even come close, Arbiter or otherwise.”

“I know,” Leon said, “You’re pretty impressive with those blades of yours.”

“And you know your way around that hunk of metal you call a sword, at least in theory.”

“Harsh again,” Leon said.

Melaina tried to smile, even though she couldn’t face him. “So, I just want to know. What are you, Leon? Where did you learn to fight? What made you the way you are?“

Leon’s heart hurt. He struggled not to think of his past. He struggled to forget who he was. There was a long pause. “I don’t really want to talk about my past,” he said, “Please, don’t ask me again.”

Melaina suddenly stood upright, taking a few steps away from the railing. “Fine,” she said, “I won’t pry. But, do me this one favor, alright?”

Leon turned to look at her. “What favor?”

She threw a punch, connecting hard with his shoulder. Leon fought the urge to fight back, seeing her playful expression. There was no hostility in her eyes, he saw, only concern barely hidden behind a smile.

“Stick around. Fight me again some time. A few more times, maybe.” She dropped into a fighting stance. “Haven’t had a proper sparring partner in ages, you know. Everyone’s too afraid of Demon Melaina to give me a challenge.”

Leon chuckled, in spite of himself. “You’ve sure got a one-track mind.”

“Can you blame me?” She gave a couple of air-jabs in his direction. “I get so little excitement these days. I like the idea of having someone who can fight back around.”

“If I recall correctly, I spent most of our duel just dodging your blades.”

“Nobody’s perfect,” she said, her smile growing more sincere.

Leon sighed. “I’m not getting out of this, am I?”

“Not likely.”

Despite everything, Leon smiled. It was a warm, real smile. The first one Melaina had seen on his face. The first one on his face in many years.

Leon hadn’t smiled like that since he was a child. Since before he became a killer. Since before he became a dead man.

And though he could not forget what he was, truly, it felt good to pretend to be alive. It felt good to pretend he was more than a weapon. It felt good, pretending he could ever deserve a better life than the one he had escaped.

#arbiters of the old law #creative writing #i dont have a name for the setting yet but i have a name for the story #i haven't written anything in ages #it feels weird writing again #dont get used to it

[chilpilled]

his smile and optimism…….gone………

#halflings being treated so horribly and being used as bait and him making a union so others dont get treated as badly as he did. ourgh #no wonder hes defensive and doesnt trust people. it makes me tear my hair out #my silly little rabbit………… #chilchuck tims #dunmeshi