#little sunrise man

[canisalbus]

gently hands yuo this (i don't know how to draw vasco but hes cute i think)

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#ouwhuh #an uncharacteristically serious Vasco #for someone claiming you don't know how to draw him you did wonderfully #that's the cutest nose I've seen in a while #adorable lad all around #thank you! #gift art #insect-shenanigans #own characters #Vasco #holding him very gently #little sunrise man

[sideblogdotjpeg]

learned the term "knitworthy" from the patreon comments . anyway. the polycule does NOT respect the fiber arts grind

#i was gonna add kenna saying a little 'some sacrifices are worth it miss petrichor' but ir an outta space #i think sol has like. the mabel pines cartoon ability to like knit a new sweater everydyay #and the autistic swagger to NOT pick up on any social cues. an absolte nightmare combination for the duck team #as a sol apologist + someone who hates gifts. i remain neutral on the issue #anyway . this was a cool down aketch bcus it was 4am i needed to force myself to quit drawing RIP. #its very hard drawing something in multiple sessions. i just wanna STAY UP TILL SUNRISE DRAW UNTIL I FUCK UP MY WHOLE DAY #i have so much homework. alas #its the new eps fault theres SO MUCH FODDER. MAN #posts by me dot com

[multistanasitsfinest]

When Miles plays Shavambacu it's all over for us 🫂

#miles kane #one man band tour #no but fr #it's over #all sweaty and gorgeous #singing 'my little darling shavambacu' #done done #'ghost eyes fall upon my babydoll' ????? #dead #'sunrise never sets on babydoll'????!!! #trascended

[beljar]

It is ten o’clock, or perhaps eleven, it’s late, it’s early, the sun rises, night falls, the sounds never quite cease altogether, time never stops completely.

You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad.

No one wants to believe that the garden is dying, that the garden’s heart has swollen under the sun, that the garden is slowly forgetting its green moments.

I was walking down the road with two friends when the sun set; suddenly, the sky turned as red as blood. I stopped and leaned against the fence, feeling unspeakably tired.

I felt like I was sort of disappearing. It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.

Illustrations: Katherine Lam. || Texts: Georges Perec, A Man Asleep, 1967 (translated from the French by Andrew Leak) // Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, from The Little Prince, April 6, 1943 //Vladimir Bartol, from Alamut, 1938 // Edvard Munch about his painting The Scream (1910) // Holden Caulfield, from The Catcher in the Rye (July 16, 1951) by J. D. Salinger

#art works #classic lit art #illustrations #bloody sunrise #sunlight #bloody sunday #orange #revolt against the sun #katherine lam #georges perec #a man asleep #un homme qui dort #the little prince #antoine de saint exupery #holden caulfield #jd salinger #the catcher in the rye #vladimir bartol #alamūt #edvard munch #the scream #parallels #web weaving #art aesthetic #books and libraries #artwork #illustration

[martyrbat]

driver's seat — dc holiday special (2017)

(ID in alt!)

#AHHH SO MUCH HERE !!! #WHY IS HE LIKE THIS !!!!! #gift giving and acts of service as a love language.... #which isnt a shock. afterall hes superman. everything he does everything he goves to the world—hope and peace and someone protecting it—is #acts done out of love and adoration for the planet. even earlier in the comic him hiding the jetpack and WANTING that man to succeed and ge #proper income from his invention. acts of service on a larger than life scale but also.... hes still a kansas boy and just doing little #things that matter just as much as the big ones. cooking for her. moving and rearranging furniture until shes happy. unpacking. cleaning. #carrying her when exhausted. spellchecking but never rewriting or rephrasing her work.... #like from him saving the world from destruction to giving bruce kryptonite in an act of trust to just hugging her and letting her cry #just his love language always is through those acts of service before anything else #lois loving her shitty old car.... do you think she and bruce bond over it. the polycule lover in my head says yes. #the basketball seat cover... #the john mayer.... #clark flying her across the sunrise painted sky and humming to replace the radio #and that adoring gaze he gives her that speaks more than words ever could.... #hes such a sap and a loser i hate him :( #c: dc holiday special (2017) #crypt's panels #posts from the crypt #transcrypts #superman #clark kent #lois lane #clois

[atombonniebaby]

"I've been disappointed so many times in the past, nothing gets my hopes up anymore."

#When that sunrise hit and I realized just how incredible the texture overhauls I've got running actually are...damn. #But like...he probably isn't okay...so much heartache for someone who is only TWENTY-TWO!!!! #Go give little sad rat man a hug...RIGHT NOW! #fallout 4 #fallout maccready #fo4 #fallout #maccready #fo4 maccready #robert joseph maccready #fallout companions #rj maccready #robert maccready

[heartlessmonsterlover]

ID: A colored digital drawing of a laboring woman crouched on one knee and holding a bench with one hand. With her free hand she strokes the head of her baby. End ID.

I'm sure there's some sort of meaning to popping out your firstborn on a church carpet.....something like "don't go vampire hunting while pregnant"

#oc: heather #'man all my sketches have been garbage lately. i should add a little color to this' #<- guy about to get involved in a whole thing #anyway i've been imagining how this scene goes down #i'm thinking she runs into someone cleaning in the church at night #and is like please do NOT take me out of here until sunrise #and the person's like ? i am calling 911 ma'am #and rushes off to get the phone #then comes back to a whole baby being squished out and is like 'ah. i am truly not the right person for this situation.'

[ace-no-isha]

feeling deeply unlovable and then remembering that luffy could love you no matter how horribly damaged you are is a lot of emotions

#mixed emotions of how comforting luffy is as a person and grieving that it’s not possible irl #but also not having limitless mental strength for your loved ones is normal luffy is a fantasy character for a reason #and it’s not just cus he’s a rubber man #just a little heartbroken nothing new #this is so bpd of me lol #i can say that now with my chest cus it’s going into my chart #but yeah no. i’m clinging to this piece of comfort idc it’s been an awful week and i’m so tired #and luffy’s warmth is the only thing i want to come home to right now #my sunrise #he makes me believe in living #just straight up living and staying alive #and lord knows some days it’s hard #luffy is a miracle #cus genuinely when there’s nothing left luffy will still be here #luffy i miss you #vent blog #close ur eyes lol this is so normal of me

[fabulouslygaybean]

i am once again overwhelmed by love for humans as a whole

#just. fuck #oh my god. oh my god. i love humans. i love humans and i love life and i love that i get to be a part of it #it sucks sometimes and there are awful terrible things that happen and im not going to deny any of that #but just. im thinking about all the strangers who've ever been kind to me and im overwhelmed with love #the girl ive never seen before who grabbed me to dance during my last homecoming with the biggest smile on her face #the kid who taught me where to dig for clay in a lake when i was 8 who told me he loved me when i said i had to leave #the stranger at the last show i went to who held onto my shoulder as we jumped and yelled and laughed together #the little girl who came into my workplace today that told me with the most starstruck face that she liked my hair #the older lady who helped me pick up all my things after i dropped them in a park after an incredibly hard day #the trio of teenage boys who played with me on the playground for hours one evening when i was 6 because they saw i was lonely #the random man who bought me the snack i tried to put it back when i realized i didn't have enough money for it #the teen girls who chased off some guy who tried to kick my head in and then ran back to hold my hands and make sure i was okay #fuck. i love people. i love human beings so much. #i love being alive and im so so glad i made it past middle school even though i thought i wouldn't #i get to look at sunsets and sunrises and i get to pet dogs and i get to wade around in lakes and pools and ponds #i get to hug and hold people and i get to laugh so hard my stomach hurts and i get to yell and scream in happiness #i get to eat good food and listen to good music and i get to run and jump and dance #i get to see beautiful things and i get to watch strangers live their lives around me and i get to be a part of it all #it's amazing!!! fuck!!!! i get to be a part of it all!!!!! #i love being alive and i love that ive made it this far #i don't know what the future holds but im just so glad im even here at all #sorry about the long sappy ramble and i know this probably looks weird but i could not care less #im just overwhelmed with love for everything

[echotunes]

pac's september 10 vod makes me so so sad

#he's just so like. hopeless. throughout the entire vod #finding little projects to do like. plant flowers. fix tree farm. add little decorations to the warehouse #he kept going back and forth getting water to put in the sinks upstairs with two buckets (meaning it was going very slow) #and chat told him to just use the 20 buckets he had at once #and he went well what's the point of hurrying up? it's not like there's anyone waiting for me to do it faster #and also keeps fukcigb going silent and sadly staring at the sunset. and always watches the sunrise too #and then he looks through all the sentimental items he kept. and puts up the drawings richas gave him for his birthday #and says he wants mike to put up his things himself. and then looks through mike's album of old photos. from like. festa junina #IT'S JUST SAD. HE'S JUST DECORATING AND TRYING TO DISTRACT HIMSELF. AND SADLY STARING INTO SPACE #and then he goes to chume labs and looks at the book in mike's room #and just spends like ten seconds staring at the pages at the end that say “i'm ok i will be ok” and “for them” #LIKE MAN. FUICNAKJDF #echo.txt #echo.liveblog #qsmplb

[theficpusher]

In a Little Bit of Trouble by QuickedWeen | T | 4836 Agent Louis Tomlinson is in hot water and finds help in the most unlikely of places: the sweet waitress at her local automat.

The Hardest Hue to Hold | E | 4940 "Can someone write a 1950 smut and Louis is a greaser while Harry is rich... I think you call them Socs? Please? They fuck in a car and make it super smutty and loud."

a shepherd and a sailor by goldearring | E | 12668 Liam's life has been mundane since his family fled the Blitz for a small farm, but everything changes when a foulmouthed sailor falls out of the sky.

two wheels of a different pair (but we're still rolling into something we don't know) by zouee | G | 14136 “Does it get tiring?” Louis asks, voice coming out softer than anticipated. The response doesn’t come right away. For a moment, Louis thinks Zayn might actually be asleep; pulled under quickly despite their surroundings. Then he thinks Zayn’s making a point to ignore him and he considers leaving - the rejection making his heart sting. But in the next moment Zayn remains stone-still as he replies, mouth only moving slightly. “What does?” Louis turns his head, looks at him, “Pretending you don’t care.” _ When an out of town bikie storms into a restaurant placed on the outskirts, he doesn’t expect to meet the boy with bright eyes and devilish smile. Set in the 1950’s.

Oh Lover Man, Broken Mirror, Lonely Star by sureaintmebabe | E | 14497 Louis is sitting at the corner of the bar dividing his attention between Harry and the man sitting dejectedly on a stool right in front of him. Harry isn't a novelty. Neither is the girl with him. The man at the bar, though. That's new. And Louis... Well, Louis is tired of heartache.

the dead things we carry by MediaWhore | M | 25316 September ‘49 He hasn’t seen him since that day in France, that horrible muddy day where for one terrifyingly long second, Louis really thought he was going to die. He winces with the phantom pain, the hand not holding his cane going to his stomach automatically, remembering the franticness, the tenderness, of Harry’s hands while Louis was bleeding out. This is the man who saved Louis’ life. For one second, Louis fears Harry won’t recognise him, but his eyes widen when he turns to his left and they meet Louis’. He takes a step forward, reaching for him with a shaky hand before stopping himself. “Louis,’ Harry says with a shudder and Louis doesn’t think his name has ever carried more weight. This is the only man Louis ever thought about kissing for real. “Oh,” Mrs. Padley says, clearly taken aback. “You two know each other?” There are some things people never fully come home from. Until, one day, if they’re lucky, home comes to them.

a perpetual sunrise by moonshinelouis | M | 31343 Louis Tomlinson lives the archetype of a successful man: he has a big white house, a gorgeous wife, and adorable daughters. Happiness is a superfluity, really. And his daughters' dimpled piano teacher is nothing more than a sinful distraction. 1950s AU.

The Case Of The (Definitely Not Haunted) Styles Mansion by BriaMaria | E | 40271 “So there’s a sense of humor buried beneath all that condescension, huh?” Louis said when he’d stopped laughing. “It’s not condescension, it’s intelligence. I understand you might not be able to recognize it yourself,” Marcel said, then slapped a hand over his mouth. “Oh god, I’m sorry.” Louis stepped closer, his eyes on Marcel’s face. “For being an asshat?” “For being rude,” Marcel said, from beneath his palm. Louis shifted a half-step closer until he was at the very edge of Marcel’s personal space. It felt like he was nudging at it, asking to be let in. Marcel flushed hot for no reason. “Lucky for you it takes quite a lot to actually insult me,” Louis said taking one step closer. Too close. Too close. Marcel met Louis’ eyes. Those blue eyes that reminded Marcel of poetry instead of science, lyrics instead of formulas. They were so pretty he wanted to drown in them. --- Or the Nancy Drew AU where Marcel is a man of logic, Louis is a private detective who believes in ghosts, and the Styles Mansion is definitely, absolutely, positively *not* haunted.

We're What's Right In This World by BriaMaria | E | 48809 “Why did you talk like that in Brighton? If you weren’t planning on ever telling me?” Louis asked. “Is it because you think you’re going to die?” “It’s war, Lou,” Harry said finally. The words were a knife slipped between his ribs. Everything hurt and he was bleeding. He shifted up, his palms cradling Harry’s jaw, his lips against his boy’s. Not kissing, just resting there, so Louis could feel him. “Promise you’ll come back to me.” Harry’s hands smoothed down the sides of Louis’ body. “You know I can’t do that. I’ll never lie to you.” “Promise me. We’re going to have our cottage. And our dogs. And our breakfast in the garden where nothing grows because of the wind from the sea. Promise me.” “I won’t.” Stubborn as always, his boy. “I’ll promise you, I’ll love you all my life. I’ll promise you, you’ll never leave my thoughts. I’ll promise you, you’re my forever and my always. But promising you something I can’t cheapens the things I can.” ---- Or the World War II AU where Harry goes off to fight and all Louis wants to do is be the boy who brings him home.

#1940s & 1950s #We’re What’s Right In This World #the case of the (definitely not haunted) styles mansion #briamaria #moonshinelouis #a perpetual sunrise #mediawhore #the dead things we carry #sureaintmebabe #Oh Lover Man Broken Mirror Lonely Star #zouee #two wheels of a different pair (but we’re still rolling into something we don’t know) #goldearring #a shepherd and a sailor #The Hardest Hue to Hold #quickedween #in a little bit of trouble

[reallunargift]

me, wondering if mermaid nyo!Port would have a codfish tail or a sardine tail, knowing full well i won't draw either of them

#lunie blabbers #personally i am leaning towards sardines bc they're more local #but they're also a lot less detailed #then again that would fit how i see port's more practical vibe... hmm.... #this is useless bc in the end i'm gonna give her a generic tail #also i've been craving sardine paté for 2 days now..... that was always the high point of those regional bus excursions #that required you to get up at like 5am to go to god knows where #and your mother insists on dressing you and your siblings in matching outfits #i went on so many because my grandparents organised them... yet i only remember fátima #all the other places just blur into one and all the restaurants were in the middle of nowhere on the side of the road and they all #had those little paté round packages #always three: sardine and tuna and meat. i never liked the meat one much so i can't remember what it was specifically #tuna was ok but sardine was PEAK. superior #that was the main course for the kids lbr we'd all just disappear after 5 minutes and go play outside until the live act started #anyway waking up early wasn't great but man i always loved the feeling of excitement of going somewhere new and seeing the sunrise #idk there's something about a bus full of quiet and sleeping people just before the first rays of the sun break out #it's so peaceful but there's this underlying excitement that you're going somewhere #i guess that's what's called ~liminal~

[iinmysights]

one of the great things about being an artist is that if i want a tattoo design but don’t trust anyone else to get it exactly right i can just. fuckim. make it myself

#Ravage.txt #httyd #how to train your dragon #httyd toothless #toothless httyd #night fury #httyd night fury #gonna put this guy on the comm carrd…….. it could really use a dragon update tbh #little reminder that commissions ARE open a heem heem :] 🙏 #the weird purple-pink mess is me getting down a splat to remind myself i was considering a sunrise-themed wc bg for it btw #i’ve found a few potential artists near me but idk their rates and i need to get a diff tattoo done first b4 i get this guy :( otherwise the #other one (which imo is the main piece) just looks weird af. like i can fade out a wing or stretch it above ut i cant fade out a head yknow? #Ravage’s work #moondust #really need to stop forgetting those tags man…..

[capfalcon]

i genuinely think dermot kennedy is tapped into something else bc what the fuck are his songs im dying

#he's genuinely so #unparallelled for me #just like #poetry #i fucking cannot he's so #Tell me all that you lost Don't know if I can fix it But I promise you I'll listen I'm all yours Find your peace in my arms #It's okay to bе a little scared of it all I hope that you know that it's okay to fall #I've seen stars reborn in your eyes Sky's on fire tonight One life is never long enough One life is never long enough At last call turn out #the lights i hope i treated you right one life is never long enough #Too many people walk around with hearts hidin' Terrified of hurtin' so they stay silent Don't know what it's worth just to let a light in #If love had come to me I wouldn't recognise it Now every time you smile it's a little priceless No story I could weave would have ended like #JUST #IT'S THE WHOLE SONG. IT'S EVERY SONG. #fuck man. fuck. #if someone wrote this shit about me id fuckin #just die. just die right there #You're so easy to love #you're so easy to love. fuck. goddamn. you're so easy to love #Oh I could lay beside you a thousand lifetimes Live a thousand more and still pray for sunrise #excuse me???? #i could lay beside you for a thousand lifetimes. live a thousand more and still pray for sunrise. #the most romantic lyric ever fucking written????????

[deactivated1009]

Silly little jester man

#sundrop #sundrop fanart #security breach #security breach sundrop #security breach fanart #funky little man #security breach sunrise

[imwritesometimes]

woke up still experiencing the effects of the jardeth chokehold so. you know. will be fuckin useless for the day.

#I got the idea for a 5+1 that somehow morphed into 7 chapters which was like what? #I haven't been able to write anything that long in..... forever #but now I'm back where I was before like oh I can see an idea through the fog #can just barely make it out #but when I try to get closer it vanishes #it's like I have all these little scenes I'd wanna drop them into but then. I stop. my brain just goes no sorry can't render that rn. #but at 3am it's like I could spin a tale 😑 #then I get in my own way anyway thinking 'omg you already wrote a fic abt them in your stupid lil fave scenarios you idiot' #idk man I am constantly this year caught betwen make the content you want to see and - #make nothing cause you can barely dream up scenarios anymore. and when you do they vanish come sunrise. #ngl I really feel like..... idk I think back and I think I *know* like when this started to happen - #like when I started to feel so reluctant and uneasy abt fic when I felt like I needed to distance myself from fandom #and it sucks cause it was over a property I really enjoyed but holy goddamn hell I do not want to interact w/it here or on ao3 anymore 😞 #anyway. I'm clearly fuckin going insane so what a fun holiday season this'll be 😃✌️ #erin explains it all