tw : blood, satured colors
Felt like playing around with brushes and doodling Halloween stuff
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I don't know who did his hair for this but I thank them.
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WIP Wednesday
Thanks for the tag @dystopicjumpsuit
Not sure if the is acceptable for a WIP Wednesday, but I tend to start my scenes with the dialogue, then I go back and add the descriptions, action, etc. So, here is the dialogue for a scene from my Rex x OC WIP... Simply because I love Fives in this and I want him to be seen.
For context: OC and Fives are besties in this Fic.
[Embrey yanks Fives into a storage closet for this convo]
“Fives, you are my best friend and I love you dearly but– why in the galaxy did Rex just ask me about kissing you?”
“Oooh! So he asked you about it?”
“FIVES!”
“EMBREY!” “Look, all I’m saying is, he has never ONCE asked me about a girl I’ve kissed and I’ve never heard him ask about anyone else either… So why would he be asking you? Hmm?”
“Because, Di’kut- we’re both soldiers on the same squad! He’s probably concerned he’ll have to transfer one of us!”
“Pft- or- OR he was asking you because he knows I say all kinds of things to mess with him, but wanted to make sure that I hadn’t kissed his girl!”
“I’m not his girl Fives- come on it’s not like he’s interested-”
“He is.”
“-in me like that. We’re just friends, okay?”
“Right.” “But if he was interested, you would also be interested. Right?”
“I’m not doing this right now, Fives!”
“Nu-uh! We’re doing this! I know you, Ems!”
“Don’t call me that. You can’t call me that when I’m angry with you.”
“You can’t stay angry at me.” “Come on, Ems! You and I both know that you’ve got a soft spot for him.” “Just let me help you. I can be your Wingman!”
“I CAN’T Fives- He’s my CO!”
“You’re a soldier. He’s a Soldier. Our lives are short enough as it is without ignoring any small chances of happiness that come our way.” “Look, Ems. I just- I think you could make him really happy.”
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I love the idea that Dick got adhd.
I think it's an important part of his personality.
After his parents death it kind of got worse. He couldn't stay still and he was incapable of focusing. Bruce understood that it wasn't normal after eating breakfast with him for the first time.
That happened the fifth week after Dick first came to the manor. Bruce wasn't quite awake but the little boy in front of him definitely was.
'' Alfred? Alfred? Alfreeedd? '' said the younger while looking at his glass full of milk. The butler didn't even reacted, he served Bruce his coffee like he hadn't heard anything. Which was weird since Richard was speaking loud enough to be heard from the kitchen.
Bruce frowned. ''Why aren't you answering?''
Alfred smiled softly ''he does not want me to answer. He is most certainly not aware that he is doing this. ''It was confusing. Why would he call Alfred if he didn't want to talk to him. Realizing that Bruce didn't understand Alfred continued.'' I believe it is called polling. He use it as a way to stimulate his brain. "
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Why are there chairs drowning in the floor? What does this mean??
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One day you think: I want to die. And then you think, very quietly, actually I want a coffee. I want a nap. A sandwich. A book. And I want to die turns day by day into I want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friends, I want to sit in the sun. I want a cleaner room, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else, I want to live.
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my favourite chaotic siblings
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Two types of people on Queering the map:
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one thing i need to start living by is “become the thing that you want” if i want friends who throw themed parties maybe i should start throwing those parties. if i want someone who writes me love letters maybe i should start writing letters for the people i love. if i want to hang out at museums and pretty cafes maybe i should invite my friends to these places. and maybe even then i won’t find the kind of people i want to be around. but then i would have become the exact person i want to be around. and maybe that’s good enough.
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