#anyway enough rambling

[senkiworks]

The Great Detective Turned Small

#Scheduled Post #Do I like it??? I don't know #This is my first time doing clothes creases properly LOL #now I'm actually interested in drawing fabric more #I KNOW IT'S NOT GOOD YET BUT STILL #kinda like how I did the sleeves #anyway enough rambling #conan edogawa #edogawa conan #conan #detective conan #名探偵コナン #case closed #meitantei conan #dcmk

[the-eky]

Posting here too... Save me Jonesy...save me....

#led zeppelin fanart #led zeppelin #john paul jones #john paul jones fanart #blehhhh getting used to this tags #Hello main tag I am no longer scared #You all are really kind #I must draw him again and make something I'm more proud about he's too pretty #anyway enough rambling #glad to be back home (Tumblr)

[wawataka]

simple practice animation

#yeah it’s simple and yeah it only took me like 15 minutes WHATEVER #but it’s my first time and i’m doing it by finger let me enjoy it </3 #i need to convince my family to get me my own tablet sobs #i did this on my sisters ipad but i feel very restricted because it’s not my own yknow #anyway enough rambling #mob psycho 100 #mp100 #cnp art #teruki hanazawa #shigeo kageyama #terumob #(?) i guess

[random-lil-illing]

screenshot redraw of everyone’s favourite hacker!! i may have gone a little overboard with the neon, haha. do i regret it though? not at all.

#my art #art #digital art #finished art #fanart #carmen sandiego netflix #carmen sandiego player #carmen sandiego fanart #carmen sandiego #carmen sandiego 2019 #carmen sandeigo #cs player #cs player fanart #player #player bouchard #player bouchard fanart #carmen sandiego season 4 #screenshot redraw #screencap redraw #screencap #screenshot #redraw #this screenshot redraw made me realise just how different the player in my head is to the player in canon. huh #also for those who cant see the picture on their shirt its supposed to be a pic of 6arelyhumans profile pic :3 #i apologise for the shit quality i genuinely don’t know what happened there. ill try to correct it next time i do a redraw #listen i think theyd get bullied by people in a higher grade then them. but the people in their grade would be OBSESSED with them #my boy introduced themself as player and then like. 2 thousand dollars worth of electronics started ringing in their bag #the people in their class would have a conspiracy gc about them you cannot convince me otherwise. theyre the school cryptid #anyway enough rambling #enjoy the burnt food

[hatbox-apologist]

U know there r a lot of things I wish the 2023 Haunted Mansion movie could've done better, but there's one thing I really wish we could've gotten. More emotion/enthusiasm from Alistair.

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Yes, I know he's a poor repressed little meow meow, but really, I think if he were just slightly more... idk animated? About things, he would better. Now, when I say enthusiastic and animated, I don't mean like how current Disney characters (i.e., Wish, Frozen, Encanto, Moana, etc) act because that's way too much. I mean, he could've had more personality behind it. The closest I can compare my vision to is if we go with some of Claude Frolo's anger and some of Scar's sas and cunning. Idk if anyone else can see it, but me. But I totally think it would give depth to his dialog and give him some personality. The most personality we get is a whole lot of very stereotypical creepy laughter, that near monotone "toodloo.", and that he mentions taffy. I've literally scrapped a hole through the bottom of the barrel. All that we know about his personality is from his backstory. We learn about his traits, but we don't really get to see him portraying them on screen. For him to be a certified classic Disney villain that's been around for ages and doesn't get the proper Disney villain personality (that isn't overdone) is tragic.

#anyway enough rambling #something something simping for that old man again because my brand #haunted mansion 2023 #hatbox ghost #alistair crump #the hatbox ghost

[zainmalik]

Louis for SiriusXM’s ‘The Morning Mashup’

#ltedit #louistomlinsonedit #hledit #hlcreators #hljournal #tomlinsonedits #dailytomlinson #trackinghappily #myedit #one of my favorite songs of all time is very challenging to play live #so it never sounds like it did in the album #it's not a bad thing of course but i like that he thinks about how the songs will sound live #not that's it's a new concept but i just find it interesting #anyway enough rambling #i could hear him talk about his writing process for hours #louis tomlinson

[ghostfacerseffect]

#I'm gonna leave this open for a week so it reaches more ppl 👀 #i feel like we don't have a lot of season-by-season discourse so I'm curious #well aside from 5. but you know. #also me shading s5 isn't even shading pyka. that's cool do whatever you want. i just think the pacing is terrible + it was an entire mess #regardless of ship choices #anyway enough rambling #warehouse 13 #wh13 #w13 #bering & wells #poll #polls #she speaks!

[sergeant-tears]

There was always something between Soap and Ghost, just a way that they both gravitated like helpless stars to the suns pull, like earth and the moon spinning round and round but never touching.

It’s years of the circling that has people thinking maybe neither of them will ever let go, but on the same vein neither will pull the other in those last fleeting distances between them. Gaz and Price both lost their bets, because the tension never resolved but never worsens, it just exists. They are together but not officially— neither saying a word.

Everyone just assumes one of them will die before they confront whatever it is.

It’s a close call.

Ghost had been caught in an enemy explosion, the building nearly falling on him but only clipping him. He had to get emergency surgery, rushed down to the best hospital while his team nervously awaits the news of their friend. Nurses don’t coddle them, and a stern woman tells them he’s going to live but he’s one arm down and won’t be coming back to active duty again.

It’s then that it spills, but it’s not Soap who does the talking.

It’s ghost.

“I couldn’t act on anything I’d wanted if I was your boss.” He said quietly on the dark of the night, still illuminated by blinding hospital whites. And Soap understands then, more than he ever did before just how Ghost operated. People saw him and thought he could get anything he wanted, a living legend of murder, knives sharpened by the teeth of an enemy, shots taken in the dead of night without goggles hitting a target dead on. Ghost was a legend, untouchable— and he was Soap’s boss. Never superior though that was the term, never had he wanted that power over another person. Someone could think he did, that maybe a man like him wanted to be in charge, to be in control.

Ghost simply looks at Soap like a man who’d just lost his arm and gained the world, an even trade to the bedridden man, “I was your boss, but now I’m not.”

All Soap heard was ‘were equals now, both in our minds and in reality— we are equal now.’

He smiles so gently and knows there’s something that he has to do before they’re equal, “You’re not. Let’s get you better, I’ll take leave.”

All Ghost heard was ‘I’ll take care of you.’

#cod gaz #ghost cod #simon ghost riley #soapghost #ghostsoap #this post brought to you by someone who in reality deeply despises power dynamics #I know how dangerous it is to think you’re close to a superior and get hurt because work comes before you. #anyway enough rambling #don’t read my tags LMAO #sergent writes #cod soap #tw injury #tw loss of limb

[myname-isnia]

Bitches be having an unhealthy obsession with tragic and codependent and toxic sibling relationships in media and then be surprised when they latch onto Tigris Snow like a lifeline

(It’s me. I’m bitches)

#yes I know she’s coryo’s cousin and not his sister but you know what? I don’t care #it’s close enough + I’m sure they saw each other as siblings anyway #but I’m serious she’s probably my favourite character in tbosas #she’s so kind and caring but also takes no shit #and she loved coryo so much… only for him to turn out like his father #her appearance in mockingjay hits so different after the ballad #suzanne collins is a genius #(​the way that was already a tag lmao) #anyway enough rambling #tigris snow #my beloved <3 #I lowkey want to draw her

[note-boom]

Azure Apostle was for the disappointment of the Kunikidazai shippers

Dark Era was for the heartbreak of the platonic trio lovers and Odazai shippers

Fifteen was for the annoyance of the Soukoku shippers

Now we have Untold Origins for the found family lovers

#whether we win or not is still up to debate #but at least this cant lose as badly as azure apostle like oof #i will say as an anime watcher that it did it okay but a bit awkwardly looking back on it #(i got invested by end of s1 so i wasnt really paying much attention then) #and to be fair i think dark era and fifteen were okay enough adaptations? #i think i heard something about mote being added to te fifteen light novel after the anime but i cant be sure #anyway enough rambling #jut as a platonic ships anf found family lover i am HYPED #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd untold origins #bsd season 4 #bsd s4 spoilers #bsd spoilers #bsd dazai osamu's entrance exam #bsd fifteen #bsd dark era #spitting nonsense #bsd musings #also it kind of makes me cackle a bit that this season will be the least dazai centric one #time to shower the others with LOVE

[seawillfuckyourshitup]

Howdy! its been a minute sense i posted something about moji! But as i was looking through some wips i found this old drawing of them and went "oh. I know why it felt off-lemme see if it'll fix it.." and then kept drawing until i had this!

Sometimes its...like your own progress slaps you in the face and you go "huh i guess im not stagnant" is what im trying to say

Also I included the other two because 1: I liked how it looked and 2: wanted to show off more of the anatomy that was unfortunately covered by moji's cloths--yes i finished on a later date shhh

#my art #digital art #if character #wayfarer #wayfarer mc #moji #my BABY #gods it was fun drawing them i missed it #also the plague has stopped trying to actively kill me(sorta joking) so im feeling a lot better now #need to finish their run damnit i just keep getting distracted #im Almost done #anyway enough rambling

[beyondthegame]

hi, mila, hope you’re doing good! it is i again your friendly neighborhood n tallon lover <3 "feeling a flutter after something they've done dozens of times" for n, please <3

It’s… interesting to say the least. Unexpected, definitely. You and N Tallon in a room together where argumentative words haven’t been uttered yet. You can feel them brewing, and you’re sure that N’s going to get the first word in so you beat them to it.

“If you’ve got something to say, then say it,” you mutter.

With a deadpan expression, N cuts their eyes towards you. “Maybe, for once, I’d like to appreciate silence.”

Your eyes narrow. “Then go into another room.”

“I was here first,” N murmurs as they pull their drink towards them.

“Don’t act like a child.”

“I’m not, you are,” N counters. “I’m beginning to think that you like arguing with me.”

“There’s nothing about it to like.”

Neither of you have moved, yet you’re certain that you should. You’re about to get up when—

“I’m sure you’ll get the win you want in your next game considering how badly you played today,” N utters with a slight smirk.

And there it is. The exact way to push your buttons and cause a bit of rivalry chaos. “You’re an entitled asshole and it’s the reason you barely have any friends in this industry.”

If you could delve into N’s mind, you’d realise that this is something N needed. They needed to argue with you and realise the reasons why they hate you, the reasons why a friendship with you never blossomed.

But, to their dismay right now, N’s an observant being. They remember your birthday when you mentioned it to them as kids. They’re sure they remember your favourite colour. They notice the way your features shift ever so slightly when your eyes catch sight of their grey ones.

N’s never allowed themselves to think that you’re attractive. That’s what you do, isn’t it? When you hate a person you hate everything about them.

But now you’re here in front of them. You’ve argued more than dozens of times, so why is it now that they feel a… flutter?

“Was that all you’ve got to say?” you ask sharply.

N swallows hard and sucks in a breath. “Yes,” they whisper before leaving the room and leaving their drink behind.

#drabble #n tallon #hii ri I hope you’re doing well too <3 #also your love for n tallon makes my heart happy #I also feel like you need your own tag at this point to show I appreciate you so here you goo #ri ✨ #saw that your Pinterest username is Kaz Brekker related and I highly approve #I love Kaz! #anyway enough rambling

[tavroasticus]

cannibalistic hare lady accidentally shows an attic dwelling serial killer her latest victim . " we gotta hide the body " shenanigans ensue .

#i am sorry for having an oc interact with (insert character) #it will happen again #maybe i'll dump some of the drawings i've made of her here #someday . #no this is not the oc i was talking about last post #she's completely seperate from BC . #in fact she's technically a minecraft oc #ANYWAY ENOUGH RAMBLING #billy lenz #tavine carib [oc] #cw cannibalism mention

[moonbunnyame]

Quick sneak peak at an oc comic I'm doing, it's not gonna be much tbh. But hey I'm trying dhekdhfkfjf

#lmk oc #monkie kid oc #idk what im doing lmao #lmk nezha #i guess i should put that tag there since he is in here as well #i mean obviously you can see him #hopefully i wont get random hate for doing this? #idk tbh the fandom scares me a bit #but i wanna interact more with it so im trying to make oc content! #anyway enough rambling #hope yall like it

[mikelokison]

I just finished watching The Crowded Room and I'm not fucking okay what the fuck

#I mean that in a good way #like I can't tell if it portrays MPD accurately #but it seemed like the writers did their research? maybe? #either way I didn't expect it to go down that path. the plottwist had me in shock #I. expected some sort of. slightly comforting ending but fuck me I guess?? #also found it very weird that Adam wasn't mentioned once during the trial like I feel like that would've helped? #unless I'm missing something #anyway enough rambling #the crowded room

[jtl07]

perchance to dream (no more)

Ava wakes up to warmth - and it’s terrifying. Without opening her eyes, she knows where she is. The cotton sheets against her skin, the pillow underneath her cheek, the smell of lavender and the morning breeze from the open window - she knows this. She knows this is a dream. or: Ava wakes up from a dream

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Ava wakes up to warmth - and it’s terrifying. 

Without opening her eyes, she knows where she is. The cotton sheets against her skin, the pillow underneath her cheek, the smell of lavender and the morning breeze from the open window - she knows this. 

She knows this is a dream. 

Especially this: the gentle weight around her back, the rise and fall underneath her arm, the occasional turn of paper - a book, well-worn. In another life, if she were to open her eyes, Ava knows she’ll see glasses on Beatrice’s nose, her face relaxed in that early morning repose as she waits for Ava to wake up. 

But she doesn’t want to. Because she knows this is a dream. 

She’s had this dream many times since coming to the other side, too many times to count. She’d rather the nightmares at this point, rather a knife in her back, rather divinium in her veins and screams in her brain - anything other than this. Sometimes Ava wishes she could take the memories out, take a tarask claw and find the place in her mind, her heart, that holds everything labeled ‘Beatrice,’ wishes she could sever it from the rest of her completely. Just until she was back, until she was safe - until she was home.  

“Ava? Ava, what’s wrong?” 

Instinctively, she curls into herself, flinching away from the sound even as she wants more of it - always wanting more, always, when it comes to Beatrice. But she knows it’s easier to ignore it, that waking is easier to bear if she lets the dream fade, lets the darkness take over. ‘It’s just for now,’ Ava reminds herself, shivering, in the next echoing, a taunt in her brain. 

But who knows if Beatrice will still be there, in that unknown, uncertain next? Who knows if, who knows when, Ava will come back - if ever? She’s tempted fate and pissed off god; who was she to be given, to be gifted, yet another chance at life, much less love? 

“Ava, wake up. You’re having a nightmare.” 

Except it’s not. Ava knows what a nightmare is. It’s being trapped in a tomb, it’s the dead bodies of her friends - it’s a dark, silent void that never ends. But she’d take that over this, take endless torture over a bliss ripped from her bloody fingertips, again. She wishes for it now, the darkness, the cold. ‘Anything but this.’  

“Ava, open your eyes.” 

A breath against her cheek, a palm along her side, her back, her arm. Firm but gentle, not insistent; steady but persistent. A heartbeat. Warmth, and a whisper that is equal parts command and plea and need, “Ava, please.” 

She knows this voice. Knows these hands, knows the arms around her, the lips pressed to her forehead. How could this be anything but a dream? How could it be - 

“This is real, Ava. You’re here, with me.” Beatrice’s words are strong and sure. Ava can’t help but whimper, wanting and afraid. “We’re in our bed, in our home.” Fingers stroke through her hair. “You’re safe, Ava. You’re not alone.” 

She knows that. Remembers the promise Beatrice had made when she had been faced with a concrete that had seemed too dark, too deep. But Beatrice had been there, had caught her, had saved her - had found her. 

And slowly, Ava starts to remember. Coming back, being lost - again; being found.  

The memories tangle together with her time in the other side, where time had been a concept thrown upside down; time here is marked by Beatrice’s breathing, her fingers trailing up and down her spine; time here is patience, and patience here is love. 

“Ava, will you open your eyes for me? Please?” 

She doesn’t know if it’s a strength or weakness to want to grant her this, but Ava knows the answer, the only answer she can give. Because Beatrice has never asked for much, has never asked when she can give, she who has given Ava so much grace, the benefit of doubt, the benefit of faith; who gives Ava a love she never thought she’d have; who has only ever asked Ava for this: to believe.

And Ava has never understood faith until now, until here, standing on the precipice of fear and pain and the wanting to give in, to give up - to fall and to be caught.  

She opens her eyes. 

Beatrice. Concern lines her brow but it clears when their eyes meet, accompanied by a smile that’s equal parts reassurance and relief. Beatrice, here. Real. 

“It’s not a dream,” Ava murmurs, her tone hovering between a question and an answer, watches her own hand shake as she reaches up to touch Beatrice’s face. Beatrice waits, ever patient, ever faithful. She echoes Ava’s sigh as her palm settles against Beatrice’s cheek. “You’re real.”

Beatrice nods gently, turns and presses her lips into Ava’s palm and Ava lets the feeling chase away the cold. Ava doesn’t know, not with 100% certainty, what’s real or not anymore. She doesn’t know if she’ll one day wake up with all this gone. But while she has it, while she’s here, while they’re here together, she’ll do all she can to believe.

#i didn't have “leave it all behind” in my head when i was writing this but it could be in that vein i suppose #idk y'all this was just one of those ones that kinda just came and was like “WRITE ME” and wouldn't let go #so here we are lol 🙃 #brain's starting to give me a bit of trouble though which is sucky #brain fog's a bitchhhh #but we do what we do i guess #anyway enough rambling #avatrice #avatrice fic #warrior nun fic #jt writes fic #my writing