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#i stayed up too late to finish it lol
zeteri-art · 2 years
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Day 9: Diamond Hermittober prompt list by @ink-ghoul
His diamonds do be shine!
Also im really late but happy birthday Ren! \o/
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fuzzytadpole · 5 months
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Make a Hilda comic that makes you laugh
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Okay
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buwheal · 4 months
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I wanna give him a blanket. Can it maybe just materialize outta nowhere?
(I know fabric wrinkles suck to draw. You don't gotta 😵)
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cannibalinc · 3 months
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yeverous
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dav3p3ta · 4 months
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Nilria Kios is here to cheer on her favorite knight, Kirver!
She managed to convince some of her friends to join the same team too! There’s some Whyzzards that she doesn’t know as well, but she managed to threaten persuade a few of her closest pals to join in her support!
Lehmon Lyym
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Emesce Mete
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Pippey Mein
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Vissai Lobt
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Best of luck to all the knights, and all their supporters!
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80 or so years of life really ain't enough can I have an elf lifespan instead please? Or at least a dwarf's... I need at least a couple hundred years... Oh and a new spine every 5 or so years, if that's not too much to ask. 3. 3 years actually. Yeah, a new spine every 2 years, and a lifespan of 350-750 years, that's all I want really.
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liquidstar · 2 months
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a friend who'd wait :)
#im posting this very late because i was sort of weary of how it came out and ended up messing w it until it was like 4am oops.#and i have plans tmrw so... oh well! i did my best and ill put it out while i can!#and i tried to make the scene match barnard's colors lol#finn's ocs#finn's art#i know i said id do more sillay stuff with the simpler screentone only style but i had a couple more of these in me#and this is the first piece im making thats like an actual part of the story too rather than just setting stuff for fun#i wanna write something to go with it too but for now ill just sort of briefly explain the context in the tags here:#barnard has a pretty bad case of OCD and his compulsions have made it difficult to make friends in the past#he was never outright bullied or anything but people just didnt really have the patience to deal with it#he has compulsions that include stuff like walking through doors until it feels right and needing things to be perfectly aligned#which in group settings has lead to people having to wait for him to finish his rituals and join them#they might find it tolerable at first but eventually they grow impatient and hes just... not invited to stuff anymore#but juno is a newer member of the guild who ends up frequenting the same library. hes also kinda a little weird#and they dont become fast friends or anything but just sort of naturally spend time in the same place#though they never plan meetups they eventually fall into a routine. around the same time theyd just both be at the library#and read next to each other. and maybe talk a bit. and eventually they end up walking back to the guildhall together#since theyre going to the same place after all. and juno always waits for barnard outside the door#eventually barnard asks if this bothers him. juno kinda just tells him 'of course it does' without any malice or anything. just a statement#barnard is surprised and apologizes and juno says not to. but the next day juno doesnt show up at the usual time.#barnard assumes hes committed somekinda more by bringing it up. he ends up staying there late reading to get his mind off it & not ruminate#but when he leaves juno is in fact still waiting for him down the hall (see pic) having collected a bunch of books literally abt ocd#he fell asleep bc barnard stayed later than expected. and hes an eepy guy generally. and also one very bad at expressing himself#but now barnard gets that juno's 'of course it [bothers me]' had the implication of 'but its worth it' which no friend has previously done.#and from the interaction juno was also able to understand that this isn't something barnard just does for the hell of it so. he studies.#and checks a bunch of stuff out because he thinks it could help his friend too (theres ocd workbooks and such- i remember working w them)#and thats the point where they became more ''friends'' than ''pleasant library acquaintances''#from there on they also do get into juno's problems. whole other bag of worms. but this specific scene is more about bernard from his pov#sorry about when i said briefly explain. i lied </3#but compared to the whole sequence im picturing its brief so shhh
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writingwife-83 · 1 year
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Sherlolly Appreciation Week, Day 5: Movie Star AU
Not in love with this title, but it is what it is. And I’m a few min late getting this in for day 5, but hey that’s ok. 🤷‍♀️ this one is a touch longer since I worked in more nods to canon, so I’ll add a read more. Hope you guys like it!
That’s a Wrap (👈 AO3)
“Are you ok?”
Sherlock’s eyes lifted from his phone and into the mirror to meet Molly’s gaze, fixed intensely upon him even as she continued carefully arranging his curls. Sherlock opened his lips, but she quickly cut in.
“Don’t just say you are. I can tell you’re not. It’s just… you look sad, when you think he can’t see you.”
Sherlock glanced at his agent, John, who was at the other end of the room chatting with the director and completely unaware.
“You can see me.”
“I don’t count.”
That gave him pause. What did she mean by that?
“Anyway, it’s an intense role, y’know? You really put your all into a character, and that can take a toll after a while. This one especially,” Molly continued, twisting some of the tendrils around her fingers. “So if there’s anything I can do, anything you need, anything at all… you can have me.”
Sherlock lifted a brow and she backpedaled a bit at her own wording.
“No, I mean- what I mean is, if there’s anything you need…” Molly shook her head, words trailing off.
“What could I need from you?” Sherlock questioned softly
“I dunno. Nothing.” She shrugged, grabbing the hairspray and spritzing a few times before stepping back. “It’s ok, you can just say thank you, actually.”
Sherlock’s eyes narrowed. “Thank you.”
“Sherlock, you ready?” John called out. “They’re waiting for you on set.”
Still reeling and trying to process what his hairdresser had just said, Sherlock stood from the chair, hesitating for a breath.
“It’s fine, go ahead,” Molly prompted with a tight smile before turning away to start cleaning up the station.
Not quite knowing what else to say or do, Sherlock walked out of hair and makeup, ready to shoot the very last scene… ready to finally be done with this film.
Sherlock sat there in the darkness, fingers tapping on the arm of the chair. The aftershoot party was long over and now he was left with the emptiness of his own thoughts. That was always the very worst time. It was when reality came flooding back. All his worries, all his fears, all his insecurities, all his demons reminding him that they were still there and he’d never shake them. At least, that was how it felt.
And so he went to the only place that felt safe.
The door to the hair and makeup trailer swung open, but Sherlock didn’t move, didn’t even look over. He already knew who it was.
“You were wrong, you know.”
He heard Molly gasp softly at the sound of his voice, then she switched on a light.
“Sherlock?”
“You do count. You’ve always counted and I’ve always trusted you. You’ve always been there for me. And I don’t just mean with all this.” He flicked a comb across the hairdressing station. “It’s more than that… you’re more than that. You’ve been with me on countless sets now, and the truth is that I don’t know what I’d do without you. Not the work you do. Just you.”
He turned to see her standing there a few feet away, so perfectly Molly, and that alone was comforting. Just the sight of her in those ratty jeans she loved and a tank top covered with a loose plaid shirt. She’d clearly come back to pick up her coat and purse from inside the trailer, but now she set them down again.
“But you were right,” Sherlock added, a little catch in his voice. “I’m not ok.”
Of course he wasn’t ok, hadn’t been in a long while. But this was the first time he’d admitted it aloud, or even to himself. He’d been a mess even before this film. But playing this wild and unhinged, albeit brilliant character who lied and used drugs and even bloody leapt from building tops certainly hadn’t helped. The vices he was becoming drawn to on and off set scared him more than he’d cared to admit until now.
Molly slowly approached the chair where he sat. “What do you need?”
Sherlock swallowed thickly as she got closer. “I’m a star to the world, that’s how they see me. What if that’s all just a lie? If I wasn’t the man that everyone thinks I am, the man that you think I am, would you still-“
Her hand shot out to cover over his, halting his still tapping fingers as she repeated, “What do you need?”
Sherlock didn’t truly know what to say to this woman who had been his silent and steady rock for years now. He didn’t even really know what to ask for. All he knew was that he needed…
“You.”
There was a breath of silence after he spoke that single word, neither of them moving a muscle. But then Sherlock shifted his hand, closing it around hers and tugging ever so slightly. But it was more than enough.
Everything became a blur after that. In a split second Molly was perched atop his lap in that chair, hands in his hair and lips pressed against his. Sherlock’s hands moved deftly over her, smoothing their way under the plaid shirt and pressing against her back to pull her little body in tighter. Perhaps deep down he’d always wanted to do this. Because every time she’d stood behind this chair and helped transform him into whoever he had to be to entertain the public, she’d always seen the real man, the man behind the wigs or makeup or costumes. She could see him. He’d been the one too blind to see the best thing that had ever come into his life. He wasn’t going to keep making that mistake.
Sherlock cradled her face, finally tugging his lips away from hers. “Come away with me,” he panted.
“What?” Molly looked dazed, and not just because of the rumpled hair and swollen lips he’d just given her. “Away where?”
“After the film promo, I’m taking time off, maybe even for a year. I need to forget about being someone else and remember who I really am.” He caressed her lip with his thumb. “But I don’t want to do that without you.”
“B-but if people see and they realize who I am and it starts to get around, won’t people wonder why-“
“You’re worth more than dozens of the A list celebrities I could be seen with,” Sherlock cut in sternly, knowing exactly where she was going. “I don’t care what anyone says. And if there’s a tabloid mess to be cleaned up, I’ll let John and the rest of the team handle that. None of that is going to stop me. Unless of course… you don’t want to deal with-“
Molly swooped in and swallowed his words, pulling him back into the euphoria that was her mouth and very effectively silencing his brief concern that perhaps she wasn’t willing to take on everything that would be included in a relationship with him.
“Don’t… forget… I can always… disguise you… wherever we go,” Molly offered, kissing her way along his neck and jaw as he held onto her hips for dear life.
“Mm, I knew your talent would continue to be useful.”
“By the way…” Molly gave his neck one more slow kiss before lifting her head to gaze at him. “Where would we be going?”
Sherlock tilted his head in thought, considering all the options that were open to him. Part of him didn’t much care about location. All he really wanted was to be away from prying eyes and schedules and expectations, and to be completely alone with Molly. But then again, perhaps he did have one idea.
“Come to think of it… I’ve always wanted to go to Sweden.”
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pigeonclaw · 8 months
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Some face practice with important TBC cats.
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thisfuckingdork · 7 months
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munch-mumbles · 2 months
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ive been a little upset about it all night so i need to write out all the things that happened at work today and are bugging me so i can TRY to get it out of my head and actually RELAX bc i just keep pacing in circles around it instead of just accepting it and moving on
#for context i was working frying chicken today. ok so i arrive and literally all the chicken out expires within ten minutes of each other#meanwhile to remake everything takes about an hour 20#tried my best to get everything out and replaced and make sure i have enough of everything and then take my break bc with chicken there are#few narrow windows to take your break in you have very little control over when it is#get back and while im getting ready for my next fry one of the assistant leaders comes back and passive aggressively asks 'everything ok?'#and when i say yeah shes starts saying how shes 'just checking' because apparently i didnt have enough chicken out for her liking and went#on about how we're in a chicken drive (I KNOW. I WORK CHICKEN SHE NEVER HAS.)#etc etc. i just say ok and she leaves#like 20 minutes later she comes fucking back to rag on me again about how i need to choose my break times better and i need to have more#chicken out there as back up (extremely difficult bc there is literally only so much room in the fryers. the batches i usually make already#nearly completely fill them up) blah blah and then when i try to explain how i WAS making pretty big batches people are just snatching them#up fast she keeps trying to walk out the door right away and keeps stopping and looking over her shoulder to just stare at me while i try t#finish my sentence#and she just. doesnt say anything in response when i do finish she just leaves#so clearly she didnt want a conversation she just wanted to rag on me#then later for cleanup the timing of everything just kept lining up inconveniently so i kept having to get in and out of raw cleaning gear#and slowing myself down and i end up having to stay almost 15 minutes late to finish cleaning#during cleaning i have to go grab a key to the back door to take out my trash and this one coworker i have was standing in the way of the#door. i say excuse me and she just stares at me and goes huh?#and i say i need a key and she barely moves out of the way without responding and she has a look like im bothering her#why are you acting like im being douchey. i just need a key. thats something she does a lot she acts like im inconveniencing her by asking#basic favors . ive stopped asking her to help me open the back door (sometimes needed if i also have raw garbage to take out and therefore#cant touch the key myself) for some reason she takes it upon herself to almost completely close the door after i walk out so when i come#back i have to awkwardly use my foot to reach around and pull the door open#ive asked her before not to do it and she just ignored me#GRAH GRAH. and then like i said in my last rb i realized while i was drivign home i forgot to wash a damn pan#im mostly worried about it because ive forgotten a couple times in the past too . in my defense its a pan i personally dont use but it just#gets left behind from first shift sometimes and then second shifters end up having to make sure its clean#im just irritateddd and im mad im worried about it all. its all little things piling up on each other#LOL I WROTE A LOT MORE BUT THE REST GOT CUT OUT IG I HIT A TAG LIMIT. tumblr voice ok dude quit your bitching !!
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zeteri-art · 2 years
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Day 10: Sun Hermittober prompt list by @ink-ghoul
Just some BdoubleO100 holding the sun :D
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screwpinecaprice · 1 year
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REGARDING MY COMMISSIONS
Just wanna post regarding my commissions since I've been asked about it a few times. I replied I'll announce it when it's reopened and people might've felt hanging as that announcement post still wasn’t made for a while now; because I haven't reopened yet. ^^;
There’s a commission queue that gotten clogged up due to having to shift most of my attention on something that suddenly came up IRL. (Maybe I’ll mention what it was specifically in the future.) It was kinda financial thing too, and I underestimated the work to be done; so I thought it’s the better decision not to do refunds with intention to still finish the orders regardless.
Well turned out it was not the better decision. Everything’s only just’ve gotten significantly better last month so I'm getting a much better hold of the commission queue too. Though I have to refund two pieces because my laptop can’t handle the file size anymore. I cannot stress how thankful I am to the patience of these clients! Pretty sure I'd getting an ass-whooping if I was less lucky. 😬 
Maybe I’ll do mini commissions when I’m like 75% clear on the commission queue, things that will only take 3-5 days to complete, to help pay online debt faster. 🤔
So, yeah, I’ll announce when any commissions are up again! Thanks for reading!! If you’re one of the clients on the mentioned queue who hadn’t had their order completed and would like to ask for a refund as well, DM me and we’ll see what we can do!
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hopecomesbacktolife · 7 months
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SAPPHIC SHUXIAO MY BELOVED 💕💗💕💗💕
“ ...‘Nothing?’ I repeated with a smile instead. ‘What does your new friend, the formidable General Mengqi, think of this plan?’
It had been nothing more than a teasing guess. Together, they had orchestrated the rescue of the Celestial Emperor and the prisoners from the Jade Palace. Somehow, the animosity that had sparked between them had morphed into a grudging respect. Shuxiao spoke of the general several times after, in friendship I had thought, if not for this deep flush spreading across the back of her neck. I had never seen her so affected before, and I was both thrilled and afraid for her. Shaking my head, I cast my trepidation aside. Love did not wound all who reached for it.
An answering smile lit Shuxiao’s face. ‘She will join me, now that… things have changed in the Cloud Wall.’ ”
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avatar-aaang · 1 year
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oh bitchin I do get to print things!
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orcelito · 1 year
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hmmm
maybe i need to not do this tonight after all
#speculation nation#discacc shit#i am. just stressing myself out with this pressure lol#+ with minimal encouragement atm im just running myself in circles#trying desperately to finish writing. and i am soooo close#but i can just imagine how this will turn out#i push myself too hard to finish this chapter tonight. which it WOULD take a real push to finish it tonight.#bc im officially at 16k words for this chapter. and i am not even done writing.#i stay up far too late to edit. bc that is a Lot of words to edit.#i end up sleep deprived. it's a long chapter so people wont even be able to read it quickly#i can barely sleep anyways bc im too busy waking up every hour to check to see if there are any comments (which there likely wont be.#or at least will be minimal comments. bc as i said it is a long chapter. people cant make it through it quickly)#then i crash tomorrow bc i didnt get the engagement i worked so hard for as quickly as i wanted it#im still without a beta reader bc andi is recovering which means i dont have the safety net / reassurance that beta reading provided me#and ultimately i end up in a shit state tomorrow. unable to even jump into my next bit of writing as ive pressured myself to do.#i can see it fully laid out before me bc this is EXACTLY what has happened the last few chapters. last chapter especially.#i did end up getting pretty good engagement on the last chapter. but it took time. & by then i'd already had an entire crash over it#as much as i want to finish this b4 the 21st i really need to be mindful with myself#i am doing no one any favors by rushing it. least of all myself.#really if youve read this far + youre a discacc reader. i would rly appreciate if u could send me some kind of encouragement#even as little as liking this post would help. tho a reply/ask would b more effective lol#im currently stuck in the sink hole of 'no one cares' so. it'd help to have that proven wrong.#is it annoying that i have no fucking object permanence w/ knowing ppl care about my writing? Absolutely!#but idk im just trying to do my best with a shit brain. any bit of help/reassurance would be appreciated
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