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[shittysolluxdaily]

* Hands you a tiny subjuggulator * [it’s about 5 inches tall] I expect you to return the favor *disappears *

[thanks jane i kinda needed this] @shittyjanedaily @shittyghbdaily

[joshy-draws-sometimes]

My son is death, and I killed my best friend...

I’m finally out of my artblock.

[snapdrxgon-ivy]

So. Warning.

Don't read fanfiction when you're in class.

I'm in history. And reading a rlly angsty Prinxiety oneshot.

And the tears I have to hide are immeasurable I swear to Itzamna.

[lvisbored]

Picrew Prompt Chain

Ok!  This one is based on the Loki TV Show.  You’ve been apprehended by the TVA.  

If you haven’t seen Loki, The TVA are basically time cops who pull people out of their timeline because they can cause a multiverse disaster (they’re called Nexus entities) or they have strayed away from the “sacred timeline” (the OG timeline).  Most entities don’t even know why they are apprehended or even doing something “wrong”.

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Tagging: @incorrectinfinity​ @theviolettulip​ @/ anyone else who wants to!

If you want to be tagged in any other picrew prompts I make, comment below.  I don’t post prompts on here regularly though.  

[birdsongisland]

[id : a digital drawing of a knight, from the waist up, looking ahead with torso and shoulder armour, a white shirt and brown gloves. a thin sword is vertical behind him and piercing his throat to come out above his armour, the front of the armour and the blade are bloody. behind his head is a thin golden circle with lines like rays. a smaller similar circle appears around the hilt of the sword. tears are highlighted in the same golden color. two hands (and arms) of cracked white stone turn clockwise in a sort of circle, one almost grasping the hilt of the sword, the other going over the knight's shoulder. /end id]

finally worked on this after too long, i think it looks pretty good and i suggest you click on it (im really proud of the bloody part)

black hands and no hands under the cut :)

id : the same drawing than the first one but the stone hands are now black

id : the same drawing as above but the hands have been replaced by a softly glowing halo

[jazzanddaydreams]

And here’s Biana suffering, but now in color!

My white gel pen was a jerk and decided to make her scars look rather oof, so in all I prefer the pencil version, but I’m still proud of it :)

Link to the pencil version: ( Link )

[sablesides-writing-corner]

Can You Do “Look, Blind Dates Aren’t Really My Strongsuit.” With Remile?

Emile wasnt the type of person to rush into things without planning, he'd watched enough cartoons to know how much of a disaster that could turn into. But of course, he had failed to account for the trope of friends thinking they knew what was best for the main character. Hence him being dressed in a light blue flannel shirt with a white t-shirt underneath, vaguely decent looking ripped jeans, and brown boots.

"Guys are you sure this is a good idea? I dont really think I need a partner right now," Emile said. This was followed by a chorus of protests, so Emile was sent out into the world of blind dates, completely unprepared, and completely filled with dread.

The first date went decently, the pair of them talked about their interests, but things went south almost as soon as Emile mentioned his affinity for cartoons.

"Isnt that a little childish?" Said the boy across from him, raising an eyebrow.

"A lot of people think so, but a lot of cartoons actually have really important lessons for kids and adults, not to mention, not all cartoons are just made for kids," Emile said, he could feel sweat forming on his neck.

Then the bell rang for the next date, who spent the entire time talking about himself.

Then the next.

Then the next.

Emile was starting to wonder when it was going to end, everything about the situation was starting to upset him, the crowds, the conversations, even the smallest chuckle felt like it was being aimed at him.

"Hey, are you ok?" Said a voice. Emile looked up to see a man with a leather jacket and sunglasses sitting beside him.

"Y-yeah, blind dates just- arent really my thing, my friends sent me out here," Emile said.

"Dont sound like very good friends do they?" Replied the man.

"I'm sure they didnt mean anything by it," Emile sputtered, tears were threatening to fall from his eye.

"Oh nonono dont cry, let's get you out of here ok?" The man stood up and held a hand out for Emile, helping him to his feet and walking him out of the door. Much to the dismay of Emile, this was followed by a chorus of cheers and shouts of "nice job!" From the other attendees.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up," the man sat with Emile on a nearby bench and pulled out a few tissues. He held one side of Emile's face and gently tapped the other side with the tissue, cleaning the tears and makeup stains off of him.

"I'm Remy by the way," he said as he threw away the tissues.

"E-Emile," Emile replied, sniffling. Remy took Emile's hands in his own, using his thumbs to run circles into his palms.

"Sorry about all this, I must look so childish," Emile said, glancing away from him.

"Oh I dont think you're childish at all, it's your friends fault for sending you somewhere that clearly upsets you," Remy said.

"You really think so?" Emile replied. Remy nodded and wrapped his arms around Emile, pulling him into a hug.

For a first date that had gone seemingly so poorly, Emile and Remy saw quite a lot of each other after that. Emile would invite Remy over to watch cartoons, and Remy would take him out for lunch or invite him to play video games.

It was on their tenth lunch date that Remy had finally kissed him, and their thirty-second when he finally popped the question.

Blind dates were never Emile's favorite trope, but they had a funny way of working out sometimes.

[insidiousclouds-2]

This is fine :)