#i hope it makes a little sense

[emailgremlin]

once again i do not have the words but i am thinking about resurrection and i am thinking about rebirth and how partaking in the act of creation is how we approach the divine. i am thinking of surgery scars and pill bottles and the first outfit or name that sets you free. i am thinking about the painstaking process of making and remaking yourself (both publicly and privately) in a world that does not want you to and how despite the pushback and the threat of harm, you persist anyways. i am thinking of a god who delights in this persistence, and who is sickened by oppression. most importantly, i am thinking of how far you have fought, and the ways in which i can carry the cross as well

#tdov #i have a lot of things rattling around in the noggin #i hope it makes a little sense #yes i did listen to creation and cry #again #what about it #easter #faith #queer theology

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

My Lawyer is going to Get Your Ass.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #jin guangyao #jiang cheng #nie huaisang #wei wuxian #lan wangji #elle woods #That's right. All this time I was building up towards this punchline. #The pink legal eagle Elle Woods is canonical to the PD-MDZS universe. This will make no sense if you are new around here. #The phone lwj pulls out of his bag of holding has one function. And it's to call Elle Woods. An omniscient and legendary cultivator. #The mandarin is very messy but probably self explanatory. I can only hope it is legible... #Referencing Danganrompa (Sore wa chigau yo!) and Ace Attorney was not on my bingo card for things I would end up doing- #-but it has happened and I am rolling with it. Even if it means a lot is going on in this comic! #the core joke here is that wwx finds himself in a impromptu court and gets a lawyer involved. #A lawyer AU fits these characters so well I am once again blinking long and slow at everyone who’s made an AU for it #Not a single whisper of story analysis in these tags today. It's pure whimsy on the menu. #I am placing a little treat outside of your door. It's a cold world out there and there is so little whimsy to be found.

[skyberia]

something to remember us by

#persona 5 #persona 5 royal #akira kurusu #ren amamiya #goro akechi #akeshu #shuake #doodles #an interlude #i gave 3rd semester akira kurusu an instax mini. you wont believe what happens next #these were included w/ orders of an interlude as little thank yous! in hindsight they make more sense as a set #but if u got one i hope u liked it anyway

[somnimagus]

My page for @kairizine. It was such a huge honor to be part of this wonderful book with everyone, I had so much fun!

[id in alt!]

#kingdom hearts #kh #kh kairi #kh xion #kh namine #i don't really feel proud of my own stuff usually but #i really think this is the drawing i'm most proud of from this past year!! it made me think 'oh maybe i can draw' haha #i'm still kinda bad with colors but something clicked with this one. and i feel like i got the sentimental feeling i wanted! #ooh but this project's about flower symbolism so ramble incoming: #protea symbolizes resilience transformation and diversity; hollyhock means 'please remember me.' #so my general theme was finding a sense of self. #these 3 have struggled with finding their own identity; they tend to get left behind both in-universe and in general plotwise #and naminé and xion both resemble kairi and were overshadowed by her memory. but i feel like all 3 have transformed into their own people #xion and naminé have their faces covered partially by hollyhock to show their wish to be remembered for who they are- #instead of the parts that they share with someone else #and the protea bouquets show how they each held on and resiliently grew into their own person despite it all #i put a little swervy path on the hill behind kairi to give that hopeful sense of growth and moving forward. it's a little hard to see #hopefully that makes sense! i really love symbolism but i think in visuals so i'm really bad with words #but gosh working with everyone on this project was so fun. it was like impossible not to get swept up by the team's hype for this zine #i need to hunt down everybody's work and rb it #ohh and everybody's flowers are so crisply drawn it's insane!! i think if i lined all these flowers and leaves i'd die haha #fan art #my art #project stuff

[pettyprocrastination]

The Revenant Wife

Pairing: Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of grief and death. 

Summary: Ellie knows very little of Joel and even less of the wife he had before the outbreak. When she finally meets you, its just as much as shock to her as it is to your husband. 

Word count: 1.6k

Note: ficlet is based off of this previous post about Joel getting separated from his wife during the outbreak and assuming you died until you find one another years later. Reader is described to look like Sarah. Title came from the ever lovely @djarin-junk​ <3

Tagging those I think would enjoy: @pedrostories​ @thesadvampire​ @joel-mlller @softanon​ @max--phillips​ @captainsamwlsn​ @hooplahoopla​ @moondirti​ 

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Ellie didn’t know that Joel had a wife. 

Granted, she didn’t know much about his old life at all. 

She knew he built things. That he had a brother named Tommy and a daughter named Sarah, but didn’t like to talk about the latter that much. In one fleeting conversation, full of mumbles as her eyes began to close while they rested under the night sky she heard him mention you but was far too gone to truly hear what he said. Nothing more than the vague rumble of his voice saying “my wife” before her eyes opened once more. 

“You’re married?”

She asks with such incredulous shock it sounds more like “somebody married you?” but girls at her age hardly ever have filters. 

“I was.” 

There’s the same bristle in his throat and far off look in his eyes as when she first asked about his daughter. An open answer but one that carries enough unsaid to tell Ellie of your fate. To warn her that she should change the subject or simply shut her mouth and go to sleep before plucking his raw nerve one too many times until he snaps- 

“What was she like?” 

But Joel learned early on that Ellie wasn’t one to follow warnings. 

“Kind.” His breath stutters. “But not a pushover- she didn’t take shit from anybody.” He stares up at the sky, feeling his chest grow tight and fingers twitch by his side until there’s a rustling, the girl next to him rolling over to face him and he turns to find Ellie peeking out from her sleeping bag with a smile. 

Damn this girl. 

“Not even from you?” 

Joel scoffs. “Especially from me. The amount of times she gave me and Tommy and earful-” he shakes his head, Ellie watches a smile grow on his face in silence, as if worried she may frighten it away. 

“Did she cook?” 

Ellie thinks of the stories the older kids would tell her. The ones who remembered life before the Outbreak, who told her of freshly baked pies on weekend and fluffy pancakes in the morning. 

Joel remembers the first time you tried to bake him a cake for his birthday back when he was sixteen. How he opened the door to your forlorn face and a store bought sheet cake in your hands because as your mother told him over the phone, you damn near burned the whole house down trying to bake for him as a surprise. 

“From time to time.” 

There was only so much she could get out of him before his voice became clipped and eyes full of an emotion she didn’t quite know the name of that he told her to get some rest. Leaving her with nothing to do but to stare at the sky and wonder about these stories in the shape of a woman who unveiled a little bit more about the mysterious man she traveled with. 

Of all the silence and secrets that made up the man that protected her, she created stories to fill them. Stories of Joel Miller, husband, father, brother and badass contractor that everybody loved.   Of his soldier brother, of his wife and their smiling daughter between them both. 

In Ellie’s mind, you didn’t work. 

But not in a ditzy lame way like some boring housewife. But just because you didn’t have to. 

Joel said that everybody loved contractors so that means he probably got paid like, a ton of money to build stuff for people so you got to stay at home all day. Ellie imagined your house to be ginormous. Maybe Joel made it himself for you when you guys first got married. It was big enough that when Joel came home everyday he’d call out your name and it’d echo through  the hall as you called him into the kitchen, where your daughter sat reading as you set dinner on the table. Sometimes you’d get upset if he came home late but then he’d kiss your cheek and you would roll your eyes but smile before you all sat down and ate as a family. 

Ellie imagines Joel’s daughter, she wonders if Sarah looks more like her mother than her father. 

Ellie wonders as the sleep takes over her body, if they could have been friends. 

When it happens, months later after she’s come to think of Joel as something akin to family and he thinks of her as something he can’t say out loud just yet, she’s shocked. She’s face to face with a woman holding her at gunpoint that looks nothing like the smiling mother she dreamt of during cold nights. 

You don’t match the stories Ellie made up in your head.

You’re mean. 

No. Mean isn’t the right word. 

Cold. Yes. you're very cold. 

Ellie watches in shock as you ask where they're headed, gun focused on the center of her chest while the two boys at your side point their own at Joel, who has yet to speak. 

She waits for him to answer, but he just stares at you in awe. The same man she’s seen kill and threaten to keep her safe day in and day out is rendered speechless until all he can do is utter your name and she realizes that he knows you. More than that, judging by the way he surrenders his gun to you with no fight, something she had never seen him do. 

You lift your head to look at him, the brim of your hat raises just enough to clear the shadow cast over your face and Ellie can finally see your eyes and the snarl on your face. 

You’re also very pretty.

“I won’t ask again.” 

The two boys standing on either side of you have your eyes. Same color and intensity, narrowed into slits like guard dogs waiting for an order and Ellie sees the way Joel stares at them. 

She wonders if Sarah had brothers. 

“Out west.” He manages. “Takin’ her to her family.” 

Your eyes move to her and she holds her hands higher in the air. 

“That true?” “What?” 

“Is he telling the truth?” 

The taller one, Duke, she had heard you call him, had already ripped the bag from her back and emptied its contents onto the ground, she had nothing else to hide from you. 

But then she sees something in your eyes. A concern for her that she hadn’t seen since Tess or Marlene. 

And she understands. 

“He’s telling the truth.” Ellie forces out. 

You watch her for a moment and there’s a moment of panic where she thinks you can see right through her lie. 

But then you lower your gun and jerk your head over your shoulder. 

“C’mon.” is all you say before you begin to walk away. The boys gawk at you for a moment before you give them a look of warning and they follow in your step, occasionally casting glances behind them at Joel and Ellie who follow suit. 

She’s quick to grab onto the sleeve of Joel’s jacket and pull with a harsh whisper as the other’s march forward. 

“You know this psycho?” 

Joel flinches at her voice as it pitches up. If any of you heard her, which he gathered you did because Ellie didn’t have an inside voice to save her fucking life, you didn’t care enough to react. 

Ellie whispers his name again. Insistent and angry for answers but he just keeps looking forward. He can’t take his eyes off of you or the boys ahead and it fills her with worry but she doesn’t know why. 

“She’s my wife.”

You lead them to a cottage. Its paint is chipping and the fence is reinforced with wiring around the perimeter but it looks like a home. She can vaguely hear the soft clucking of chickens nearby and there's a flash of fur behind the fence with a pair of pointed ears that duck away just as fast as she saw them. 

Ellie has seen the remnants of homes before the outbreak. The plates still stacked in the sink and the jacket still hung up on the hook. A story telling a family that once lived within its walls and is now nothing more than memories that ghosts along its foundation. 

But this one is real. It’s yours. 

 There is a rickety wooden table in the dining room. Each chair around it seems to have been brought from a different house and is varying shades of faded brown. You kick the leg of one and nod toward it.“Sit, both of you.”

Ellie looks to Joel before sitting. He follows suit, choosing the chair closest to her. 

“I’m gonna get some bandages for that leg-” 

Joel shifts forward. “I don’t need-” 

“I wasn’t fucking asking, Joel.” 

You’re not stronger than Joel, if she had to guess. You both look the same age, but she’s seen his strength, his violence, all done for her safety and knows if it came down to it, you might not win in a fight against him. 

But at your order, he sits back in his chair. 

You turn and set a shoulder on your son’s shoulder. 

At least. She thinks he’s your son. 

Softly spoken words are exchanged while the other keeps his eyes on Joel and his hand on his holster. The boy says something back in insistence, but you tilt your head and he nods. 

“If either of them try moving or taking anything.” You offer them one final look over your shoulder before slipping out of the room. “Shoot them.” 

They listen to your footsteps slowly retreat until there’s nothing but the subtle creak and groan of the wood floor beneath them. Ellie leans forward to look at Joel, setting her hands firmly on the dinner table in announcement. 

“Dude-” The young girl breathes out. “Your wife is a bitch.”

#revenant wife tag #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #this is just a little blurb because I havent written in a hot minute #mostly from ellies third pov so i hope the sort of juvenile internal thoughts make sense #joels wife is a sort of scary badass gal with a lil farm #joel miller x female reader #@ the blogs who asked to be tagged but had zero header or age in their bio: do better #tumblr please dont rearrange the order of this again im BEGGING #not pictured in the fic: joel punching duke in the face and wrestling the gun from his hands before the other twin shows up followed by you #and now joel has to grapple with the fact that 1. his wife is alive 2. she had children 3. he just sucker punched his own kid

[thief-of-eggs]

Everyone to Kon: No one wants your man

Kon: practically hissing as he shields his little wet rat from view- Yes they do!!

Everyone to Tim: Everyone wants your man

Tim: calmly raising a brow as people openly flirt with Kon- Trust me, no they don’t

#i hope this makes sense because it does in my little sleep deprived mind #timkon #tim drake #kon el #dc #kon el kent

[arodabi]

Just to say it one more time: I’m aro and that makes me queer!!!

I will never let that go. Back when the first round of ace discourse was kicking up, i remember the first debate i saw wasn’t “aces aren’t lgbt” or “aces aren’t oppressed” it was specifically that aros and aces couldn’t reclaim the slur word queer because it was never used against us. And i saw that argument used as a wedge to further and further separate aspecs from the queer community. Eventually they just came for the word itself, that’s how the “queer is a slur” bullshit popped up at the same time. “Queer was a horrible horrible slur that nobody, least of all weirdo straights aros/aces, could reclaim.”

And that showed that the people behind spreading ace discourse, namely terfs and all the other exclusionary assholes, were the same people trying to squeeze the freaks out of the lgbt community. We know terfs used as discourse as a gateway to get people to hate trans people and trans women specifically. If you can convince someone that one group of queer people are horrible straight invaders who only want to destroy gay culture, then you can convince them that another group is too. So many of the common arguments against aspec ppl at the time stemmed from old school homophobia even. “Ace people are just mentally ill and need to be fixed” “ace people are pedophiles who want to make the children like them” “ace is a new fad that popped up, not something with any history” who benefits from that except terfs and their alt right sympathizers.

If you really want the community safe then why the fuck are you fighting those ppls battles? The same people who would kick you to the curb as soon as they finish with their current targets?

We can’t do another aspec discourse. We need to remember that the last one wasn’t just “ace ppl are cringe” it was an attempt to silence and destroy a whole group of queer people. And if they do it to aspecs, they can do it to any other group.

#long ramble that i hope makes a little sense #idk #void screams #aromantic #aro #ace #asexual #queer #lgbt #lgbt+ #lgbtq #lgbtqia

[potatobugz]

bleeh bleh bleh

#undertale yellow #uty #dalv #potatart #uty dalv #dalv uty #dalv undertale yellow #undertale yellow dalv #uty clover #clover undertale yellow #clover uty #OUGH. i very much enjoy coloring things #p.s. i hope this is obviousbut like. do not tag as ship i will kill you with my sword. and youre on fire #theyre just being silly #dalv and his funny cloak #whats the word... get burritoed #i apologize if the image id istn that good i am honestly very sleeepy #sleebgy #i will be so honest. whenever i acquire a new little guy i usually draw them In Misery (bc theyre usually angsty themselves) #(if thay makes sense) #i would like to draw him happy. let him be silly actually #inlike that he plays the organ and has lightning powers that brings me so so much joy #also he has one whole friend! and nothing bad ever happened the end

[crabsnpersimmons]

I

I might explode if I get 100 followers before new years

#not trying to brag #I'm just a little surprised by all the attention #you're all lovely and I hope you'll all enjoy my art #working on something to share with you all soon! #feel free to drop me an ask! #I'm shy but also talkative if that makes sense

[artsying-ifer]

so a few days ago I made an off hand joke on main about making a hal 9000 fancam and it turns out no one is more committed to the bit than I am because here it is <3

#2001 a space odyssey #hal 9000 #science fiction #sci fi #video #this is art in a sense so i guess it goes here #hope other ppl enjoy The Bit as much as i do <3 #i'm sorry making this so fun making stupid little videos is a self fulfilment need actually

[dreamsuvivor]

i’m just supposed to go on with my life? when John Winston Ono Lennon yearned so much to be with Paul McCartney again that he wrote the line “Now and then / I want you to return to me,”… And Sir James Paul McCartney after 43 years of mourning his partner, a person that knew him better that anyone, change this line to: “Now and then / I want you to be there for me”. In a sort of long distance conversation separated by time. Showing how John wanted Paul to return to him and Paul now only wishes for John to be here with him, by his side, now and during those past 43 years. This also explains why Paul decided to leave out the 2nd verse - the demo is from John’s perspective, the single is from Paul’s.

It is known that Paul and John communicated through songs, even during their beatles days, but mainly during their solo careers. This song feels like the one last conversation. John’s plea to Paul to come back to him is finally answered by 40+ years of grief and love for the man that was his partner since they were teenagers.

#i hope this makes sense #i’m a little drunk #and hella emotional about this old man and his dead soulmate #mclennon #now and then #the beatles #john lennon #paul mccartney #lennon mccartney #they are everything to me #soulmates

[anewp0tat0]

I tried but not very hard to see what the anniversary date was, and i decided to just prepare myself for the 16th or the 18th... it was the former. so, as always, but this time truly by accident... happy belated 17th birthday Black Butler!! I truly hope this year is amazing for us.

this year, I decided to use an idea I had wanted to try for a while but I never thought I would be able to pull off. and I still probably couldn't in the best way.... but regardless, here is a made up last chapter scenario.

you can also see this comic on webtoon here. whatever your fancy, if you please :>

#I don't know if this thing makes any sense or if it means anything at all. or if it looks like anything actually carefully put together #but hey it was nice! so I hope it brings a little bit of pleasant feelings... or terrible ones idk #i was going a page a day fully intending to finish by the 13th the latest but yeaaa things came up. but whatever this is the last day that #I'm in america until some months later so it's still a special day for me! so it still counts. and also do specifics really matter so much #at this point #sadly while I wasn't rushed this time I did intend to use the remaining days i had to revise the visuals framing and diologue. so I'm not #100% confident. but c'est la vie #kuroshitsuji #black butler #kuroshitsuji fanart #fanart #sebastian michaelis #ciel phantomhive #digital art #and... I would be absolutely lying if I didn't try to put just a little bit of dadbastian undertones in there. it's what I do #but I think it's up for interpration. after I decided that I was gonna draw in my own style instead of trying to replicate yana's(as fun as #that would be) i decided to go crazy

[abrahamvanhelsings]

listen i don't think edward little was actually a bad first lieutenant. when we see him in the first episode he's calm and confident. he does not say much but he's amiable enough. crozier likes him, and i don't think crozier would like anyone he doesn't think capable in some way. generally he's dependable and knows what he's doing. however unfortunately for edward he has these qualities because he has a major case of eldest daughter syndrome, which means he both wants to please his mum (crozier) and has an overdeveloped sense of responsibility for his younger siblings (crew), so when they get stuck in the ice and crozier starts going (more) alcoholic, he enables his mum bc he doesn't want to disappoint her even if he doesn't agree with her, and he has to pick up the tasks and care for his siblings she's not doing, but he can't let his siblings know about their mum's situation because they'll get worried and restless. and like a true eldest daughter he has to bear the brunt of mummy's anger for being a disappointment but he also doesn't want to seek refuge with the man she divorced (fitzjames) because that feels like a betrayal. also while this is going on there is a giant bear who hunts his siblings for sport so they're dying left and right and also a changeling master manipulator who's making his siblings mad at their mum and who wants to fuck said mum before eating her like some sort of praying mantis. anyway i think i would start being miserable and anxious too.

#joke post but i do feel like the whole 'edward little's bad lieutenanting' goes a little overboard sometimes #he's always in the worst position ever for a man whose sense of duty to captain and crew is at the core of his being #generally everything he does he does bc he thinks it's for the good of the crew. #but the crew is 24/7 in mortal peril so he's anxious 24/7 as well #under normal circumstances he'd know what to do. but these aren't normal 1st lieutenant circumstances. he's not equipped for it #and anyway i do need to point out. that edward is anxious abt everything and he makes wrong choices sometimes even with good intentions #but the first thing crozier did when he got miserable and anxious was stop trying and instead hope to drink himself to death. so. you know. #edward little #the terror #jopson is the favoured younger sibling in this scenario btw #inb4 someone comes into the tags like 'wouldn't jfj be the mum' not in this metaphor

[frogs-in3-hills]

obligatory turtle pile art

[Image Description: A digital illustration of Don, Mikey, Leo, and Raph from the TMNT 2003 cartoon. They all sleep in a turtle pile surrounded by pillows and blankets. Mikey and Leo are in the center, Leo’s arm around Mikey’s shoulder and Mikey’s arm stretched out over Leo’s stomach. Mikey sleeps open mouthed, while Leo looks relaxed and is smiling faintly. Don is curled up around Mikey’s side with his cheek resting on Leo’s arm. Raph is curled up around Leo’s back with an arm over his chest. Leo rests his head against Raph’s shoulder. A beam of light falls over their faces. End ID.]

#does this make any sense spatially? absolutely not. but fuck it we ball #tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2k3 #donatello tmnt #michelangelo tmnt #leonardo tmnt #raphael tmnt #tmnt 03 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #silly sully art #described #i did my best with the id but it is a hard scene to describe i hope it works fine! #man how do i tag anything in this fandom #can you tell i like drawing their little feets btw. i can’t help but take insp from the idw and 12 styles in that regard #they remind me of my cat’s bigass clumsy paws

[phantaloon]

something really interesting (aka fucking tragic) is how like, this story is going so far

bc overcompensate starts strong on the fighting back (both lore wise and just, life wise ig), and then next semester comes kinda hopeful/hopeless about new beginnings (a common theme with the pilots)

and then theres backslide, which, like its name, is such a big backslide mood wise and theme wise and like, you know personally for tyler's mental health state (i have no idea how to express my thoughts)

like it goes to a darker place, and unlike next semester, it doesn't have any hopeful undertone, it's quite the opposite, questioning whether one deserves help, whether one is worth even the minimun sign of help, even tho he desperately wants to keep fighting and just isn't strong enough to do it anymore

and going from "do you think that nows the time that you should let go?" to outright saying "you should let go" bc its over his head, and just the way he whispers "i don't wanna backslide" in the end, just barely audible

im afraid clancy is gonna be the end of me lmao tyler is really pulling out the pain in this one

(and its also quickly becoming my favorite album despite only 3 songs being out)

#so sorry i cant lay out my thoughts in orderly manner lol #but i hope this makes a little bit of sense #and dont even get me started on the verses lmao #tøp #twenty one pilots #clancy #backslide

[koszmarnybudyn]

Well me staying up really late to finish this has to count for something, so I'm nit waiting and posting it at 2 am how delightful, well this did start as a kinda vent so i suppose it has to end in a sleep deprived ramble.

Anyway i think Hermie deserves to be mean and to snap, Link deserves to complain but this is turning out to not be about him and they should kiss about it.

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #link li wilson #hermie the unworthy #my art #started with me being a little perfectionistic then desided to be messy but i think it looks good #its done at least #hope the dialouge makes sense as i said it was venty and i havent really reread it #kickworthy #at least that was the intention #theres not really a part two planned but i might make one