#get angsted

[waokevale]

Guess who?

Plot: Leshy's being bullied by a bunch of followers and decides to hide, Yellow cat (Who I strongly want to HC name Femur) accidentally finds him while picking berries, that escalates to Leshy telling him his entire life story, as you do ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

I decided to experiment with my formatting a bit, do you guys like this style of comic? It's much faster to produce than the usual more detailed ones I do.

[anxiety0-0]

Baby Annabeth getting muzzled for being too feral and biting people

Being a teacher and seeing this 5 year old vault over a table to bite another student before twisting away so perfectly you can't help but think she was trained: "I am NOT paid enough for this"

I think Fredrick would get a lot of looks for muzzling a toddler tho so he uses teething items. He just tells her to use it when she thinks about biting someone. She bites through 3 in the first week. Helen with the twins on the line however...

One of the babies just wouldn't stop following and tugging on Annabeth. To the point of her falling and tumbling down constantly. So she's alright frustrated and wary. When they reach out to yank on one of her curls, she acts before she can think better of it. Teeth sinking into skin hard enough to break it. As babies do, they shriek. Helen sees Annabeth stepping away with blood on her mouth and one of her babies screaming hell with a injured finger

...Annabeth runs away soon after

[the-local-pineapple]

Todays prompt was game!

'Wait... it was a game? None of it was real? It felt so real...'-any of the lifeseries members probably

[palespawn-s]

cont. @demonwebs.

the dismissal is not something he's so accustomed to these days, especially not from vhaal'krin―  it renders him temporarily bereft of speech, albeit bewildered as to the strange shift that had crept in over hours past. had he done or said something to cause this? or was something else at play here? it never did him well to dwell on the past, and yet he found himself rushing back, retracing every step, each recent conversation, the shared moments between them. wondering, fearful that he had unknowingly mucked something up somewhere along the line. it's an immediate thing, a sensation that grabs at him like a phantom, punishing hand.

and then just as quickly, his doubts are balled up and tossed to some unreachable corner of his mind. for now.

“  what's― ” astarion catches the unmistakable scent of his blood, and the drow's stumbling as if he's been beaten over the head. something else was at play here, after all. he's quick to squash down the accompanying wave of guilt, however, not quick enough to catch him upright. despite getting his arms around him, his insecure footing results in their being promptly sat in the dirt. “  no, no. now's not the time for games, darling, open your eyes! ” he manages in a panic, fingers coming up to gently tap at vhaal'krin's cheek. he's out like a light. the vampire spawn shouts for a healer, and there's a sudden rush of movement as shadowheart appears, healing hands finding the source.

the sky is darker, the sun on the brink of the horizon, the camp fire beginning to establish and astarion can't quite make himself move from underneath the drow's resting head. his fingers had eventually found themselves in vhaal'krin's hair, roaming over his scalp and brushing through like a fine-tooth comb. waiting, waiting, for those ruddy eyes to blink up at him again. astarion sighs, shifting his perturbed gaze to the fire.

[waokevale]

STARVETOBER DAY 1 - PAST

@crazysnor1ax

Look it was either them or the Carter twins :V

I should draw more of these gals tbh.

Also for the context: Imagine if Winona encouraged Charlie to work as Maxwell's Assistant and then later blamed herself for it, once the California "earthquake" happened. 🫠

[the-local-pineapple]

Day 6! Todays prompt was grief/loss, so I drew Jimmy's grave from limited life!

[diaboelic]

“   i  tried,   ”   an  automatic  confession,  laden  with  guilt  and  an  overwhelming  sense  of  grief. he  tried  to  live,  he  failed. were  humans  so  fragile  that  they  would  die  after  barely  having  lived  at  all?  chōsō  could  not  speak  to  the  world  beyond  the  realm  of  jujutsu. he  was  born  and  bred  into  violence,  and  died  in  accordance  with it. however,  his  purpose  had  shifted  along  the  way; his  brother  lived  on,  and  he  would  die  a  thousand  deaths  to  ensure  that  remained  so. he  was  grateful,  despite  his  failings,  just  as  he  was  grateful  to  glimpse  @fjaorhamr  once  more. this  place  in  which  they  meet  again,  neither  here  nor  there,  he  observes  without  fear.  that  guilt  and  grief  he once felt, wilting  into  a state of tranquillity. she was  safe,  and  therefore,  so  was  he. “   the  world  was  small  without  you  in  it. ”

[ceo-of-sloppy-women]

Sometimes I think about how guilty caiatl must feel about the fall of torobalt. Even if she didn’t intentionally cause it, she’s still partially responsible for kicking her into the fire.