#oops i guess

[redhotarsenic]

NAI IS DEAD AND YOU KILLED HIM

#alt title: paradise lost #draw knives not having a joker moment challenge: IMPOSSIBLE #there was more watercolor type stuff on the right and it looked nice but I went too hard on the glow and it got blown out lmao #oops i guess #cw: gore #<- juuuust in case #trigun #trigun stampede #trigun spoilers #trigun fanart #millions knives

[eelektroenthusiast]

There were some... roadblocks and complications when they were baking christmas cookies for the depot agents (what a trainwreck) (how it even got this bad exactly is up to your imagination ;b)

#at first the colors were completely different #I was going to make this with really REALLY muted colors #but I finished and didn't like it at all so u know... saturation and filters #my art #submas #pokemon #pokemon submas #eelektross #chandelure #subway boss emmet #subway boss ingo #I was planning to render I swear #but I get WAY too tired drawing even the most simple backgrounds #so no render<3 (what is even rendering art) #like I just took the term from what I've heard but actually no idea of what it is #oops i guess #also I know it's maybe too early yet to say this butttt #Happy holidays and christmas everyone!! #(especially to the submas fandom because I just really love all the creation and art that comes from the community #like the subway bosses really aren't important or relevant in the games but the fandom gave them so much personality and charm) #whoever might have read this hope you have a fantastic day!!! :D

[stonefreeak]

Today I found out that some people will read through ppl's blog before reblogging their posts. Meanwhile I don't even read the usernames on posts, lmao.

You could tell me I've been reblogging shit from someone called "stonefreeak-sucks" and I'd probably believe you because I certainly have no idea.

#tumblr #wellp #ppl's usernames are essentially secret to me #I just don't notice them #at best I MIGHT notice their icon #but even that is not a guarantee #lmao #oops I guess

[pocket-goat]

two iterator oc references i never posted! Mushrooms Underfoot is my iterator sona i made for fun! Seven Burning Torches isnt technically a sona but he's very dear to my heart <3 (is it obvious what my favourite colour palette is,,,,)

#i didnt realize how similar they looked #until i put them side by side #oops i guess #rain world #rain world fanart #rain world art #rain world oc #fanart #rain world slugcat #rain world iterator #iterator oc #slugcat oc #rain world slugcat oc #rain world iterator oc #oc: mushrooms underfoot #oc: seven burning torches #oc: slugmold #pocket.png #pocket blorbos

[tickymikky]

When a crack idea forms and you cant get rid of it till you draw it.

Yea i have no explanation for this, but this was fun to do.

#nanbaka #nanbaka jyugo #number 15 #jyugo #fanart #crossover #serial experiments lain #does this make sense #no not really #do i care? no #had fun drawing manga jyugo #wait does this count as manga spoilers? #oops i guess

[goodstimes]

“ A means to an end. ”

— a secret life ! scar writing; not proofread. WARNING : this writing contains heavy talk of blood, gore (?) death — and slight mention of suicidal ideation. Discretion is advised. ♥︎

Scar has seen many sunsets in the time he’s been stuck here, and as much as he once loved them, he hoped he didn't see them anymore. They were only a reminder of another day stuck here. Alone, and he couldn't handle that.

He was tired, in pain, and he was lonely. There was a dread that followed him everywhere now. He was constantly reminded that he was the only one here, in a land that once used to be so full of life. Lively it was no more, and it killed him.

He ached, day after day, he slams his fist against the buttons presented by the secret keeper, hoping that something shifts, that by some miracle, he was let out of here. He longed to see the faces of those he held close to him, he longed for the comforting touch of others, he longed for human interaction. He couldn't be without it.

But that wish would forever go unanswered, wouldn't it?

The vex wished for this to be over, for another death game to start so he could see familiar faces again, yet none of those ever came true. So instead, he wished for death. He was tempted to reach for his sword, and kill himself, there was no other way. There couldn't have been. He was stuck there. If he stayed alive, he'd never make it out, he knew that deep down.

It drove him insane — every little gust of wind that blew the leaves on trees in the distance, only reminded him more of how desolate it really was here. There was no life. He couldn't even recall the last time he heard a bird chirping in the distance — he couldn't remember the last time he'd seen a wolf out in the wild, either. He hasn't seen a single sign of life here since the day he won. How long has it even been, anyways? Has it been mere days? Weeks? Months? Scar didn't even know. All he knew was that he was the only remaining living being here. It felt like the end of the world.

He remains sat on the ground, wounds still present, life still intact, as his red hued irises glance into the distance. He notices that the hollow cavities in the ground were still there; he remembers the cause clear as day … he recalls frantically sprinting and dodging The Wither’s projectiles, and looking back? The man genuinely thought he was going to die for good that day, and his whole being really wished he had.

But no, that isn't how things played out, that wasn't the card he had been given — and it hurt. Why couldn't he have died? Why was it him? Was he isolated for this very reason? He had so many questions; ones that would never earn an answer. He wondered where everyone was now. More importantly, he wondered ... if they were all happy without him.

The scarred man pulled his knees to his chest, and buried his face in his arms, all to avoid seeing the sun sluggishly descend beneath the horizon, but it was all in vain. He peeks his head up, and stares, wide-eyed and hopeful; maybe this is the last day I'll be here, he thought. Maybe I'll get to go home now.

But no, the universe was cruel, and the moon mocked the desperate pleas that fell out of his mouth, it taunted him, and so did the sun.

Scar sobbed for what felt like hours, until the moon had finished having its laugh, and here the sun was, hanging above with pride, again.

He cried until his head hurt,

He weeped until his whole being trembled with each sniffle.

He sobbed until he finally made up his mind.

With shaky legs, he stood from his place on the grass, and the wind caught his hair and his flower-lined cloak, almost as if it were to say,

No … stay with me.

But he didn't listen this time, he took heavy steps toward the damned statue that started this endless suffering; and he unsheathed his diamond blade …

What happened next was morbid. A lonely man, driven to his wits end, with a sword forcefully shoved through his abdomen, thick and heavy drops of blood fell onto the ground below him, he tried to keep his oncoming death quiet, to the best of his ability, but he couldn't. He was heaving, pained cries filled the atmosphere, His hands still very much gripping the hilt of the weapon, so much so that his scarred knuckles were pale.

Scar then collapsed to his knees, hands trembling profusely as he pulls the blade out of his stomach. What follows is blood pouring out of his new wound. This was it, wasn't it? He hoped this was the end to the torture he'd endured … he hoped, and hoped, and hoped.

Please be over.

The strength leaves his body rather swiftly, and all he can do is lay on the ground, helplessly, the blood collects in the cracks of the stone beneath him, and it forms a pool that engulfs his being, it stains his skin and attire.

He stays there until the sun sets yet again, for what felt like the hundredth time; The sun feels warm. It's understanding this time, it reminds him of sand and flowers in the desert, and that alone made Scar use what little strength he had left to smile.

And that's when he drifts off. He's now held oh, so gently in the hands of death, and he couldn't be happier.

He has no regrets, if it means not being lonely anymore.

#vexdrabbles #goodtimeswithscar #secret life #traffic smp #trafficblr #life series #the life series #traffic series #wowzers #sorry for being depressing #oops i guess #how does this even work #send help

[junjou-laina]

why are people praising FF16 when scenes like this exist? lmao y'all tripping

#final fantasy xvi #ff16 #ffxvi #wait- #oh #well #uhhh #oops i guess

[dereles]

Derek follows the scent, gets an uneasiness he can’t shake. He tracks it down until he realizes that it’s not some innocuous bonfire—it’s Stiles’ house.

He can’t hear anything over the roar of the flames, can’t hear if anyone’s in the house. So he centers himself as much as he can with his heart beating out of his chest, and tries to find the sound of Stiles’ voice, the Sheriff, a distant sound of sirens. What he finds is the rumble of Stiles’ jeep, and relief crashes over him so strongly he’s nearly brought to his knees. It’s not certain, though, so he fumbles his phone out of his pocket and finds Stiles’ number.

“Is there anyone in your house?” Derek asks, as soon as the line connects.

“What? Why?”

“Is there anyone in your house.” Derek asks again, demanding.

“Uh—My dad was home when I left. Why? Derek, what’s happening?”

Derek’s stomach drops, his entire body going tense.

“Call the fire department.”

“Wha—”

“Call the fire department.”

Derek hangs up. There’s so much adrenaline running through him that he feels detached, watching distantly as a part of the house collapses in on itself in a plume of dark smoke. He doesn’t move for long seconds, inhaling deeply even as he feels ash scraping his lungs.

He’s violently jolted back into himself when he breathes in again and…and he knows that—that’s the smell of burning flesh. That’s the smell of Stiles’ only family burning alive and the rumble of Stiles’ jeep getting closer and he can’t—he can’t let—

Derek’s eyes are open, but he’s not seeing. Everything narrows down to that single scent as he takes a step forward, another step—not Stiles, not him too.

He might hear Stiles’ voice as he steps over the threshold, distracted as he remembers that there’s no mountain ash here, nothing that will keep him out, nothing that will keep them trapped inside. It falls away at the sight of the Sheriff, only feet away from the door, grunting with effort as he tries to push a burning chunk of roof off himself with black and blistered hands.

Derek’s shoving it away, pulling him up, half-carrying the man out the door, completely unaware of the deep groves of ash already healing in his palms. Stiles is running towards him—crying, terrified—but he hears the Sheriff’s steady, calming tone through choking coughs as they collapse against each other a safe distance from the flames.

Derek can’t stay—he can’t be near it anymore, but he can’t leave, wherever he goes he knows he’ll still be tasting ash, that smell—

He runs away. He runs home, home that’s not home anymore, home painted with soot and pain and guilt and alone, what he deserves.

He spends the night there by himself. But what he doesn’t know is that he won’t have to be alone much longer.

#sterek #should I make this a ‘read more’ #derek hale #when I said there was more I meant in my head! but all my prompts are open for use lol #lowkey i might actually continue this #cause so many people want it and I did flesh out the idea more in my head #stiles stilinski #sterek fanfic #sterek fanfiction #teen wolf #sterek prompt #sterek prompts #stiles stilinski x derek hale #eternalsterek #sterek is eternal #oops i guess #sterek angst #sterek imagine

[tamatomo]

Mametchi dying

#oops i guess #tamagotchi #tamablr #tamatag #tmgc #tamagotchi connection #tamagotchi v4 #virtualpet

[dxrktopaz]

wearing too many clothes

#pre shower post #it’s me #sub thoughts #size kink #oops i guess

[neylapie]

Lumity fanart again! 🥰💜✨ This time they love to take frickin photos 😚‼️✨

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#lumity #they photographied random crap ahead 👀 #oops i guess #the owl house #toh #the owl house fanart #the owl house art #toh art #toh fanart #luz x amity #amity x luz #luz noceda #amity blight #luz #amity #luz noceda x amity blight #amity blight x luz noceda #neylapie's art #my art #art tag #art #draw #drawing #fanart #digital art #artists on tumblr #artblr #dana terrace #disney #disney channel

[canetteto]

Kilmer - Yosano Akiko

#Oops I guess #Yosano akiko #bungo stray dogs yosano akiko #bsd yosano akiko #bungo stray dogs yosano #bsd yosano #bungo stray dogs fanart #bsd fanart #bungo stray dogs #bsd #kilmer #my art #fanart

[thorninyourside05]

Mmmm

Lloyd & Garmadon angst- this is timed super weird but nothing felt right so

#lego ninjago #ninjago #lloyd garmadon #lloyd ninjago #lord garmadon #sensei garmadon #ninjago fanart #oops i guess #idk how to tag on tumblr i use insta #but the formating is really stupid there :/ #ok sorry

[motleybirdbones]

Really wanted to draw Primo (because Shapes go brr) and then ended up just drawing The Whole Tribe

#oops I guess #minus Papa Nihil #I ran out of space on the page #sketches #traditional art #fan art #ghost bc #the band ghost #ghost the band #ghost fanart #papa emeritus iii #papa emeritus ii #papa emeritus iv #papa copia #popia copia #papa emeritus i #marker art #primo #secondo #terzo #papa primo #papa secondo #papa terzo #tbh I actually really like this one

[lostandoverwhelmed]

when you realise someone telling you to ‘do your best’ means trying as hard as your current capacity and environment will allow you to in that moment, and does not mean literally exhausting yourself mentally and/or physically to do the task to the best standard you can possibly make it no matter the cost to your time, health and well being …

oooooops

[lostandoverwhelmed]

#that awkward moment #oops i guess #took that a bit too literally #miscommunication #probably the autism #neurodivergent #thoughts #spilled thoughts #try your best #writing #life quotes #figuring shit out #being autistic #autistic burnout #autistic things #actually autism #lostandoverwhelmed

[hueberryshortcake]

ok.

#oops i guess #it gets curlier as the day goes on by the time i hit variations class it was all over the place #also it was rockin yesterday let me tell you.