#i am rusty

[kit-ta]

i'm back and can't stop making sims, i never thought i'd come back to the sims but i'm having lots of fun. 〰・♡・〰 also featuring @sentate & @serenity-cc new Sophomore collection. i loooove the mock tommy hilfiger swatches. sentate's side | serenity's side

#i'm back #don't judge too harshly #i am rusty #simblr #ts4 #sims 4 #!mine #what even are the tags to use nowadays anyway #the sims 4 #sentate #serenity-cc #thisiskitta

[horsedadgeralt]

He’s running

There is someone behind him, chasing him, getting closer with each step he takes, each desperate breath he tries to force into his screaming lungs.

Jaskier knows that it’s futile.

He is no fighter, and though that means that he is the prey, it’s clear that he wasn’t meant for that either, his legs shaking and his muscles twitchting as he’s trying not to get stuck in the muddy forest floor.

“Help!” he screams.

“Someone help me, please!”

But to no avail.

Behind him, there are footsteps, but he doesn’t dare look, knowing that if he gives in, he might just as well slit his own throat.

Is it Rience? Has he found him again, ready to finish what he started?

He can feel his hand starting to burn, can smell the stench of burning flesh and just as his foot gets caught on a root carefully hidden underneath some leaves, he can feel two arms around his waist.

As he closes his eyes to accept his fate, Jaskier lets out one last scream. For himself or the forest, he does not know. Do you really make a sound if no one is there to hear it?

But there is no pain. No fire, no sizzling, no smoke, just warmth.

That, and the two arms still tightly wrapped around his waist, holding him close.

“Jaskier,” Geralt mumbles, his face buried into the bard’s hair.

“It’s okay, I’ve got you. It’s just a dream, you’re safe.”

It takes a moment for reality to catch up with him, but then Jaskier feels it. The mattress below him, the blanket covering them both.

He hears the sound of the last few pieces of wood burning in the fire places, crackling as the fire eats away at it, and dollops of rain falling against the window with a random yet comforting rhythm.

And, loudest of all, he hears Geralt’s hearbeat. Steady and slow, each thud pulling him back into reality more and more.

Thud.

He is safe.

Thud.

Geralt is here.

Thud.

Slowly, he turns around so that he is facing the Witcher, their chests flush. He mimics the sleepy smile on Geralt’s face and leans in close for a kiss.

Thud, thud, thud.

With butterflies in his stomach and chest, he closes his eyes, the song of their hearts beating in unison lulling him back to sleep.

#geraskier #geraskiersource #geralt x jaskier #the witcher #geralt of rivia #jaskier #eden academy #kathi writes #y'all idk #i am RUSTY #so. #enjoy whatever tf this is cause i sure as hell don't know #fluff #i guess?? #hurt/comfort

[weevmo]

Sneeze WIP! (Bless you!)

#this is silly but practice! #I am rusty #I used to do more pixel animations than digital art #wip

[raphieartz]

So I heard…

I’m only doing traditional pieces and doodles, I may do full pieces at times but i may lose TRACK—

But uh, here’s todays

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #tradicional art #rottmnt fanart #tmnt fandom #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt michelangelo #risetober #october #rise of the tmnt fanart #rise mikey #I am rusty #it’s been a while fhejxbjs #save rottmnt

[pinkusmaximus]

hi hi!! can I request Junker queen with a fem s/o who’s going through a depressive episode?

yes B)

“C’mere.”

You stared at Odessa, who sat cross-legged on your bed. You examined her long legs, boxers, cropped shirt, strong arms that reached out for you and beckoned with wide hands. She had a small smile on her pierced lips that urged you to come closer.

You think she didn’t notice when you weren’t feeling like yourself? You’d be a fool to think so. That woman noticed every little thing about you and adored it, head to toe, brain to brawn (or, comparatively, lack thereof on the latter).

After a moment of staring, you climbed up onto the bed with her, immediately driven towards being sat upon her lap as her arms encircled you, warm and inviting. Perks of having an absolutely massive girlfriend; you fit in her lap perfectly, and neither of you would have it any other way.

“Now,” she said in her best quiet voice- not really much softer than her usual tone, but the thought behind it meant enough. “Who’s gonna tell me what’s goin’ on with ‘em so that I can do my job properly and take care of ‘em?”

You open your mouth to answer, but before you can, a nose is pressed against yours, forehead to forehead, and you can hear the smile in her voice.

“That’s right— you. C’mon, doll, spill your guts.”

That, in fact, was the kindest way she’d ever asked you to share your feelings. You were working on it.

“Feels stupid to say it’s just the depression again,” you grumble as you press your cheek against her shoulder.

“Ain’t stupid,” she interjects, “just is what it is. Don’t make it any less of a thing, y’know?”

A warm, broad hand ran back through your hair, gently untangling the slightly greasy strands where you had neglected to shower for a day or so longer than you probably should have. Your eyes shifted away, staring down at your hands in your lap as she carefully tended to your hair.

“Dollface, look at me. Up, up here.”

As you looked up at her, she gently traced your features with her fingertips. Her thumbs grazed the outline of your lips, scarred fingers traced your eyebrows and the bridge of your nose. The soft smile on her freckled face as she did so made you smile in turn, just a little, just enough for her to notice.

“Theeere she is,” she beamed as your smile broadened slightly with her enthusiasm, “there’s my girl.” She leaned down to press a quick kiss to your lips, then another, and another, then eventually was rapid-fire kissing your entire face from jaw to cheeks to forehead until you were a giggling mess in her arms.

“Aw. Lookit that. I missed that.” She smiles again, gapped teeth sending your heart fluttering.

And you start to feel just a little bit lighter.

#I am RUSTY #so it’s short #but I hope it helps #heart emoji #pinky thinky #junker queen #odessa stone #odessa dez stone #junker queen x reader

[nat1volition]

played the medieval game

#please don’t judge my German #I am Rusty #but he’s a miserable wet mop of a jerk ass I can’t stand him #but he is handsome #so I’ll take it #pentiment #andreas maler #andreas pentiment #tassing pentiment #press x to doubt #rpg #medieval #deutscher text #pentiment fanart

[floralbuckleys]

Grace Gets A Call From Outer Space |  Season 1 Ep. 10 

#ryderdiedaily #911lonestaredit #lonestardaily #grace ryder #911 lone star #my creations #my gifs #WHOa #first gif in forever #i am rusty #but i will get back into it

[rngyis]

Transit + Ambush

AMBUSH :  for both characters to come under attack by the same enemy.

+

TRANSIT :  for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport.

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Five stops.

Ryangyi sat almost perfectly in the center of the subway, positioned as if she was ready for a photo. Sat up, posture corrected. Her dark hair was tied back casually, a pair of sunglasses resting on the bridge of her small nose. It wasn’t bright enough for them, but no one seemed to take notice. To her right, her seat was empty. To her left, Sen sat alert, his attention locked on the door closest to them. She could feel his tension, and a hand reached out to give his arm a comforting squeeze. His eyes met her own and the two shared a silent nod.

Four stops.

She can still remember the exact moment she realized her and Sen shared a mutual connection outside of their careers. She was a nosy woman, with a tendency to eavesdrop or look over one's shoulder. A familiar name often popped up on his phone and at some point, Ryangyi felt herself grow suspicious of him. It wasn’t until he finally opened up to her one drunken night that they learned of the correlation in their private lives. A common enemy, one set out to target them both. Staying together like this was either extremely smart or extremely stupid. 

Three stops.

Everytime the transit doors opened, she could feel her throat tighten. Sen shifted slightly in his seat and to other passengers it probably looked as if he were just uncomfortable in the non padded benches. But she knew, and she shared the sentiment. They were so close to being far enough from the threat of… what exactly? She knew who they were running from, but not sure the threat that was made to Sen. All she knew was her name was mentioned to him at some point, and he had shown up in a haste, demanding she pack light and leave with him. 

Two stops.

They were almost there, more and more distance being put between them and Seoul with each passing minute, yet Sen’s unease didn’t dissipate. The unease radiating from him only heightened her own anxieties. The knowledge of danger paired with the ignorance of what exactly that danger is wasn’t a good mix, and suddenly Ryangyi could feel her demeanor match her friends. She trusted him, of course. He never gave her a reason not to. I can’t tell you, not here. Let’s go. Few words were spoken in the past several hours since he appeared at her doorstep, but he had left very little room for anything but escape. 

One stop.

Sen looked over at her, and finally, he stood, taking a hold of her wrist to drag her to the door. The pair waited, his grip a little too tight on her. She ignored the discomfort, knowing he wasn’t intentionally trying to hurt her. Her bag was close to her side and she watched as his eyes continued to stay locked on the seam of the two doors in front of them, waiting for the moment it would open. Ryangyi fought the urge to ask him more questions, instead she took a step closer to his side. She didn’t know if their final destination would mark them safe or not, but it was too late to worry about either. For now, she’d let herself be led around. The train car slowed to a stop, and the doors opened. Two things she’d been observing for the past hour, but this time, they seemed to happen much slower. She wanted to look at Sen again, but her gaze was frozen on the unfamiliar scenery of their stop.

Arrived. 

#prompts; #uninvitedawn #i do NOT know where i was going with this omg #you were my first response to this meme so itll probably be my worst i apologize LMAO omg #i am rusty #my tumblr debut lets go #i kept it kinda vauge because... idk

[rusticottage]

just me missing all porchlights

#:///// #got just one simblreen gift till now oh man #I am rusty

[herogardn]

blorbo

#* 🌠 / mun art. #* 🌠 FLEETWAY / visage. #GOD i havent drawn in forever. let alone drawn any sonic characters in forever #i am RUSTY #but pen + marker only doodles so...... it slides. this time #midnight.... bed time

[moonlightflower21]

If you ever have the time could you write some Raph angst? I love yours. But if not absolutely no worries! ^^❤

aw 🥺 of course i will! this couldn't have come at a better time actually. thank you for the sweet compliment nonnie. hope you enjoy it! ❤

#asks #i am RUSTY #pls forgive me if it doesn't flow well #thank yeww

[harrleyquins]

what’s ur ao3?

same as my tumblr username :) it is relatively dead now ahhhh i hope to change that.

#i am rusty #i have 1k so far #on draft one

[emberdune]

man i used to know this stuff by heart. how to use bleed marks and cut and such

#i am rusty

[rampantram]

When the consequences of your actions come to haunt you..

Got the idea for this after seeing this video on TikTok, which immediately made me think "This looks like a nightmare one of the Bishops would have."

#first time I've done comic pages in a loooooong time I am RUSTY #art #my art #comic pages #cult of the lamb #cw blood #cw horror

[cabi-leodrann]

Picked up watercolor again, after not doing anything with it for years lol Pretty happy with how it turned out!

Anyway, Cult of the Lamb fanart- because it lives rent free in my head. Specifically the Lamb/Narinder ship. I live for this ship, I do not know why. It just scratches my brain like very fiew ship can.

#cabi leodrann #traditional art #watercolor #cult of the lamb #cotl lamb #cotl narinder #lamb #cat #red #art #flowers #I am very proud of how it turned out #like watercolor is hell when youre rusty #but it went pretty well and smooth #only Narinder was a bit of pain on the contrast #still room for improvement but im very happy right now

[birdsofpasssage]

#i am so rusty i havent drawn anything in months #but my wife is slaying in fontaine and im here for it #arlecchino #the knave #genshin impact #原神