schools starting again im going to explode (/neg)
i can feel the artblock in my bones and I haven't even gone yet how am I supposed to post to tumblr I need to post to tumblr I can't believe this
this is so homonophobnic im going to kill a man
anyway maybe I can not be too depressed to draw ninja turtles at school bc like... what else am I going to do? Get hatecrimed again? Yeah probably... but I can multitask
for tumblr
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good morning. had this thought on my commute this morning - dylan larkin zach werenski fancam set to strange by celeste. it hurt my feelings to think about it, but it would be glorious
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just read FMOD and this is how i imagined my faves when i first started (i was so off on bumblebee’s description HELPB ME) ((i also got too impatient to finish it)) (((i probably will finish it and forget about it)))
Omg wait... wait wait wait.......
Why is Arcee HOT
don't draw my wife hot, that's not allowed, that's my WIFE
I bite. Hard. VERY hard.
how could you do this to me. How could you. My babies. My husbands and wives. You all are killing me. KILLING ME!
I adore this so much oml I'm not sweating I'm just crying- I mean it's raining, totally raining.
Ratchet is still very close, though! ah. love it. maybe a little too much.
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I have no idea what this is but it takes place during their year in Zephrah and I'm using the prompt "I love you so much, I always feel like I don't tell you that enough" ok lol bye
Vax has experienced the first day of spring before, but never in Zephrah, never with Keyleth, at first it felt a little intimidating, the Renewal Festival was clearly a big deal for her and her people, but Keyleths excitement and joy are highly contagious, and it has been who knows how long since they last had downtime for a celebration like this, so he gladly spent the majority of the afternoon with her pulling him from dance to dance, pushing a number drinks into his hands right before the joyous music started up again, then the two ushered from stall to stall, admiring the countless handmade trinkets and accessories, before settling a little ways away from the festivities, letting the newfound quiet and calm wash over them, all with her hand tightly in his.
A warm breeze flutters through the air carrying all the quieter sounds of the festival toward where they sit, as always, under one of the towering cherry trees, watching dusk settle over the never faltering celebration. Keyleth sits with her back against the bulky roots, the weight of her mantle and circlet finally lifted for the day and neatly placed in front of her. Vax'ildan, forever shadowing her, sits dutifully at her side, facing her, with his quick and focused fingers in her still somehow glowing and warm curls, braiding in a few pale blue and sage green painted wooden beads into her hair, she couldn't stop herself from getting them when she spotted them at one of the many artisan booths. and he couldn't stop himself from melting when Keyleth insisted she wanted to match the beads he had woven into his own hair.
The silence between them is comfortable, yet he can still practically hear her getting lost in thought, he wishes to know every single thing going through her mind, luckily braiding Keyleths hair has become second nature now, his most beloved habit, so he's able to finish up rather quickly, tapping her shoulder with a quiet "all done", savouring the way she reaches up to gently touch the beads and smile contently.
He watches her for a moment before she finally spoke what must've been on her mind. "I love you so much, I always feel like I don't tell you that enough," Keyleth says simply, it takes a moment, his eyebrows furrow in confusion, tilting his head to meet her eyes "where is this coming from?" He asks softly, putting a hand on her back to pull Keyleth closer. "I don't know I just..'" She takes a breath and turns her head to fully face him, their faces only now centimetres away from each other "today was great, and I'm just really, really happy you're here" He watches Keyleth think for a moment, twisting the ends of her hair between her fingers almost nervously "I'm grateful you came with me, grateful that you wanted to stay, I just want you to, feel that? I guess?" She smiles shyly and gods how is he supposed to feel anything but love when she looks at him like this? How could he not feel the spark every time their eyes meet, even when they are crowds apart? How could he not feel it in the warmth of her hand reaching out for him? He can feel love in her every want, wanting him to be here, in her home, by her side, a part of these important celebrations, a part of her very life. Vaxildan would proudly call himself the happiest man in all of Exandria if every single day for the rest of his life could be spent by her side. He wonders how she cannot see that.
He leans forward to press a warm and gentle kiss to her lips, "You don't have to worry about that" He whispers, placing a kiss on the tip of her nose, then forehead, before pulling Keyleth to fully lean against him, pressing a final kiss to the top of her head. "I can feel it".
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remember when ppl were like "ohh sea fairy cookie isnt in love w MOONLIGHT cookie shes in love with......The Moon!!!!" like ah yes the moon. as in the celestial object. certainly that makes more sense than her being in love w the actual fucking CHARACTER in universe who is commonly associated w the moon /s
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