#i'm done bye

[panstarry]

my final from last semester that i made into a zine. cooked this one up in a couple hours before the critique (the ink was still wet!), so it's very raw and kind of sloppy but the sentiment is there. i love you trans people of color. we are the backbone of this community 🌟

#pan draws #pan designs #zine #risograph #i'm not gonna lie i don't love how this one turned out OTL and i think the wording is not done but well... a deadline is a deadline #i'll probably touch it up and rewrite it in the future but who's to say.. i need to stew on how to articulate my feelings coherently #anyway my transness is so closely tied to my experience as a person of color. the current political climate is so fucking ass to exist in #but more than anything i am pissed off at white punks & leftists & trans people that refuse to have meaningful solidarity with us. #so yeah anyway. i was stuck on this one forever and only really got anywhere with it after attending 2 punk noise shows in a row where they #actually used their fucking platform to do like. anything. our struggles are connected you need to careeeee YOU HAVE TO CARE........ ok bye #tdov #trans day of visibility #<- i was sitting on uploading this for a while so the stars kind of aligned for it to be today huh.... happy tdov i love you

[homuraholic]

it'll be okay hameru, the boops are coming

#boop #so this is what the booping was for #I'm done now bye haha #homura akemi #pmmm #puella magi madoka magica #april fools #boop o meter #april fools day #animated #gif #meme #1k

[beets]

baby, bi bi bi

#911 #911edit #evan buckley #buddie #this has been in my drafts for months bc i'm the slowest gif maker in the world and bad at finishing things (wanted to get it done before #s7 oops) but it's even more apt now ig even though i've seen like 6 other versions of it out there already. oh well here's mine #(and bonus i got to include those last two gifs so it worked out) #sorry again that the lone star one is such shit quality i literally can't find a hq version of that episode idk what to tell you #there are things missing from this but i just wanna post it before next episode and i need to go to bed i have to work tomorrow bye (bi bi) #beets.gif

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

This was home.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wei wuxian #jiang cheng #blood #Good bye Jiang Disciples. May you live on in the Lan Wangji in lotus pier AU. #This is going to be the start of a bunch of sad scenes I desperately try to undercut with humour. #You may ask where Elle Woods is considering her help was requested. #The canon answer is that she didn't make it there in time. This is the reason why WWX has the pink phone in present day. #It is a favour she owes him out of apology. #I am also making it canon that Jiang Cheng hates Elle Woods for not being there. His two Nemeses in PD-MDZS are Elle and WWX. #This is why Jiang Cheng doesn't have the phone. He would hunt her down but Bruiser bit him really bad last time he tried. #His pride is too hurt to try again. #I don't think I've done a wordless comic in a while - what a fun challenge! #I'm getting lots of practice with backgrounds in the last few comics - I really feel like I'm getting more comfortable with it! #Obviously I still have a long way to go but this is a journey B*)

[willowser]

"touya, are you my dad?"

rei's house is quiet this late, only alive in the muted whir of ceiling fans and the rainbow of colors from the nightlight out in the hall. touya can just barely see the distant glow peeking under the gap of the door; soft greens and blues and purples.

all the air in the room seems to evaporate, and instead is replaced by that awful, muggy heat that builds up in touya's hairline and in the creases of his skin, everytime he hears that word: dad.

he's better at knowing how to act around kids than he expected to be. not in some parental sense, but the bits and pieces of touya the big brother are at work again, slow and old and creaking—but moving nonetheless.

touya's thankful for the quiet; whispering hides the tremor in his voice. when he turns to the little girl in the small bed lying beside him, all he sees is you, staring back in red and orange and yellow.

"what makes you ask that?"

the little girl shrugs, shuffles around to push still-wet hair out of her face as she snuggles deeper into her blankets. touya doesn't realize he's holding his breath until she finally elaborates, clutching her little stuffed puppy to her round, full cheeks. "that's what people say."

it's not that you don't want her to know, but softening the truth for a kid ain't easy; touya's not even sure he wants her to know, quite yet, because it means introducing a version of himself he's not proud of. one he's never been proud of, one that still itches under his skin and makes his hands shake, one that wants to burn the guilt away instead of face it.

touya watches the soft blink of her eyelashes, long and dark, and when she looks back up at him, he's just—not ready for her to know him yet. because—

"would it be okay if i was?"

the little girl—his, yours—thinks for only a moment before nodding. "yeah, that'd be okay."

because this touya's okay, for now.

it makes him smile, even with the uncomfortable heat that's broken sweat all out across his body, even with the shame that's waiting for him out beyond the edges of the greens and blues and purples. even knowing that, one day soon, he's gonna have to break her heart the same way he broke yours.

touya shifts a little further down in the bed until his head's resting on her pillow, so they're eye level. he's half hanging off the thing, the tiny twin bed in her room at his mom's house. still doesn't have a place of his own yet, still trying to remember how to be a functioning member of society; gears slow and old and creaking, but moving nonetheless.

the is the only way he gets to see her right now, these few days out of the week that you let her stay the night, so he can get to know the daughter he's missed out on for far too long.

touya hums and forces a big yawn, closes his eyes and hopes she'll follow the act; shouto used to, once long ago. "'s'talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

the little girl shuffles around until she's a little closer, huffing against his face through her own yawn. "okay," she agrees, and touya waits a few minutes before peeking at her. watching her even breathing, in the red and orange and yellow.

#bye i'm so soft for this man #he's done things he's not proud of #because he was scared and unsure and didn't know what he wanted #but 🥺 he's trying 🥺 figuring it out 🥺 #✿ thoughts: dabi/touya #✿ theme: dad dabi/touya #cw children

[magicfabricofourdreaming]

good for ryan. setting boundaries. removing himself from situations

#ghost files #hes like bye i'm done #this does not spark joy

[twisting-in-wonderland]

Bye bye Sebek, :]

(he didn’t stand a chance, poor guy :[  )

#twisted wonderland #twst #sebek zigvolt #ace trappola #deuce spade #jack howl #epel felmier #art #ram's art #i am fully aware i am late to actually . noticing the poll- #i wanted to finish this earlier but i was tired :[ #anyways i'm just glad i got this done whilst sebek's birthday is still being celebrated in the game - it's comedic timing #'happy birthday! bye! :]]]]] ' #oh yea i did vote ace btw - the second i made the poll i immediately smashed that button :] #i have a 'bully ace' instinct embedded in my soul what can i say- #also shout out to this being my first time drawing all these characters except for jack- ... which. #now that i think about it i dont think i posted that whole drawing thing.. huh- #welp too late now :']

[itshyuka]

SWEET — ‘Surrender‘

#tomorrow x together #txt #soobin #yeonjun #beomgyu #taehyun #hueningkai #moacentral #tubatunet #malegroupsnet #kpopccc #kpopco #mine #m: gif #ot5 #THIS FLORAL ERA <33333333333333 #okay byE I'M DONE!!! #1k

[causeimanartist]

Behold, the last lunch break drawing in my sketchbook

#it's the last because it's from the day my job let me go lolol #say hi and bye to it because it's leaving the journal #the drawing is fine but the page it was connected to had to be ripped out because it stank #literally it smelled #I used a too powerful sharpie and it made the entire sketchbook reek #my mom gave me some perfume to spray on it so now it smells like sharpie and fancy lady #one day I'll give a proper sketchbook tour #maybe once I finish it #I was gonna hide this one away since all the drawings were done at the place that let me go (smh) #but I'm so close to finishing it that I went 'nah - they aren't ruining this for me' #ruin my skin cause I'm picking? maybe #but the sketchbook? no #my art #causeimanartist

[noxious-fennec]

Got the opportunity to color one of @metfell 's lovely pieces!! It was delightful :)

#hi met i hope you don't mind me tagging you #this was absolutely lovely i hope you like my contribution #I'm not big on coloring that's not my forte usually but i do hope its up to par #i tried to keep the autumn cosy ambience going #i also now realise i drew his white streak the way i usually do its a disease and it's incurable #thank you for offering this!! it's very honouring #like truly in earnest your art is so so cool and beautiful i cannot state that enough #ok maybe I've done enough rambling for today alright bye #my art #<- only half

[yesokayiknow]

okay so you know how it goes: fourteen comes to life in thirteen's clothes. and they're both too short and too loose and entirely too bright for his frame of mind. they worked with a doctor who hid everything behind a too wide smile; not so much with a doctor whose pain and tiredness is written across his face

he needs to change. obviously

and then the star beast starts, and fourteen leaves the tardis, and he's still in thirteen's clothes

he just. he doesn't know. how does he choose new clothes? he feels wrong. how will wearing something else change that?

(donna tells him that it's christmas, mate; it's bloody freezing. maybe wear longer trousers, yeah? also he's both too young and too old to wear braces. just a friendly note)

he doesn't have to explain who he is to the unit scientist, not with those clothes. instead he talks about how he doesn't understand why he looks like this. why he is this. why this face? why isn't he someone new?

actually. maybe he is someone new. was he ever this open before? hm

why do you look like that, sylvia hisses, trying to hide him from the daughter he destroyed ruined left

it's a lottery, he replies, purposely ignorant

he still has his thirteenth self's screwdriver. it's too small in his hands

(the whole time they were her, her hands were too small. she didn't like touching anyway, but whenever someone took her hand, it felt wrong. they were too small. sometimes it felt like if she worked fast enough, tinkered about without stopping, she wouldn't have to look at them)

everything goes wrong. his fault, like always

(blimey. of all the things to carry over from the first time he had this face, it had to be the guilt, didn't it?)

you shouldn't look like that, the doctordonna says, and he runs a hand down his face with a tired laugh

no, the doctordonna says, not the face. a hand reaches out to grasp at the collar of his shirt, at the dangling earring chain. this isn't you. who are you, doctor?

like he knows. like they've ever-

she dies.

she lives. he doesn't deserve it. it isn't about him. he still doesn't deserve it

we're letting it go, donna says, and he looks down at himself, at another him's clothes, another him's screwdriver

well, she never was subtle, his donna

the tardis is gorgeous, though when isn't she. he tries to show off his new console to donna, and she rolls her eyes, and drags him off to the wardrobe

unlike normally, where all the clothes are scattered about, the new tardis wardrobe now also has a line of wardrobes stood against the wall. fifteen of them, to be exact

the last wardrobe is open. and empty

he goes to the second to last, and opens it to reveal a wide array of rainbow patterned shirts. she probably would've hated for her things to be organised like this. always creating mess so she wouldn't have to think about anything important. he laughs. and he takes off the sky coloured coat and the worn boots and the earrings and gently places them inside. tag, he thinks, as he closes the doors

and then he moves down to the eleventh wardrobe, full of brown coats and blue suits and neatly pressed shirts and pairs of converse. and he stands in front of it. and he wonders

after a moment, donna's like wait do you want me to leave?? you never cared about nudity before, did you? and he's like oh actually i do feel more self conscious. huh. weird.

he doesn't have to say, i think i'm a different person. not to donna. she just gives him a smile, and a shoulder nudge, and tells him she'll see him in the console room

the last wardrobe is empty

he takes a breath, and then goes to rummage about in the rest of the clothes

#13 🤝 14 (🤝 12) -> dysphoria 😔 #doctor who #the doctor #fourteen #my fanfic #i mean ig #the tardis is including war. and so am i #the fugitive doctor's clothes are around somewhere also #then he leaves the wardrobe and donna's like literally all you've done is change your colour palette #and he's like oi i've only been me for a few hours! give me time to get a fashion sense! #and she's like well how long were you your last face #and he's like idk. bout a century? #and she's like i saw your clothes before this. that one had decades & never found a sense of fashion so i'm not holding my breath with you. #it's the new year i've decided to write about things only i still care abt probably dsakjlaskjl #why isn't this a proper fic. because i can't be bothered. hope that helps #bye im gonna go make brownies

[menciemeer]

Sometimes I think about Louise Hobbs for too long and start going a little crazy.

Garret Jacob gets all the attention on the show. Abigail gets it from fandom. The absence of Louise is almost invisible. She’s not there. We don’t think about her.

We don’t think about her, of course, because she’s not in canon in the first place. She has no lines. Her name is not mentioned in dialogue. She only barely appears on camera.

Here is Louise Hobbs alive and well. Striking about this bit, once I was looking at it: she doesn’t look towards the camera, she doesn’t look towards her family members, and her family doesn’t look towards her. They move around one another and don’t directly interact. Look at it: Abigail and Garret Jacob Hobbs are communicating, here, in a way that she’s entirely cut off from.

(And, ok, listen, I’ve gotta sidebar. Even before Abigail actually picks up the phone, GJH is keeping track of where she goes. There are no clear frames of this tiny interaction, but look:

he’s keeping tabs on her. The minute she moves, he’s checking over his shoulder to see what she’s up to. By contrast, he doesn’t look at his wife even once.)

(One other thing about this tiny little scene of them playing house. GJH has absolutely no chill. He is tense and intense even before he gets on the phone. It’s not really possible to tell what Abigail is thinking through all of this--we know from later that she’s a pretty good liar--but Garret Jacob Hobbs is not subtle. He’s jumpy as fuck, and he’s probably that way all the time.)

Continuing.

The next time we see Lousie, she’s being shoved out the front door. Think about that. GJH didn’t kill her immediately. He’s not interested in seeing her dead. He’s using her to buy time in the kitchen with Abigail because he knows he doesn’t have any left.

The way I remembered Louise dying was with a cut to her throat, but look at it. She’s got wounds on her arms, on her torso. He wasn’t careful, or quick. He didn’t hold out his hand to her and ask her to come closer. He attacked her, shoved her out the door, and slammed it behind her.

That is the end of Louise Hobbs.

Hobbs family dynamics just. Absolutely fascinate me. (Too much.) I so desperately want to know what it was like to be Louise Hobbs. I want to know how much she knew, how much she suspected, and how much she refused to let herself understand. She’s the cannibal the show cares about the least. She’s the one who dies so that someone else can have a little more time.

The show constantly returns to the idea of murder as a way to break or make families. Besides the Hobbs family, there’s the children and foster mother from Oeuf, Gideon killing his wife in backstory, Lawrence Wells who killed his own son, Margot and Mason, and of course Dolarhyde’s obsession with killing families together. Louise Hobbs’s is a murder to break a family. She is, very literally, cast out.

We do see her one last time:

It’s interesting that, when Abigail sees this, Alana is the one who becomes her mother. Whatever you want to say about the long-term feasibility of the Murder Family, it’s indisputable that Hannibal was never interested in planning a future with Alana. She’s there nearly by accident. Holding a place meant for Will. She is not part of the plan.

If Abigail mourns for Louise, she does it off-screen. We see flashbacks to her interactions with Garret Jacob, but, after this, Louise never returns. We’re left to wonder, or to forget, all on our own.

#hannibal #hannibal meta #louise hobbs #abigail hobbs #garret jacob hobbs #. #i kind of wish i had a conclusion to this you know #An Thesis #but i really don't #i just have spent Way Too Long thinking about what the hobbs family must have been like #just rolling around in Man That Was Awful For Every One Of Them #also #i'm not saying here that People Should Pay Attention To Louise Hobbs #you know #she's a very minor character and That's OK #i'm just saying that i spend more time thinking about her than her screentime warrants #and today it spilled over #okokok that's it i'm done now #good bye send post begone thoughts

[grxceful-ly]

peter bringing mayday with him to do spider stuff because yeah, he had things to live for before--but now he has a child and he is going to raise this child and be there for her and maybe if she’s there, strapped to his chest, he’ll be more careful. he’ll consider his life almost as precious as hers. maybe bringing mayday to work is a precaution. 

#disclaimer: it's like 2am and i don't know what i just wrote because my brain won't function enough to read it over again #i also have read like zero spiderman comics so if this doesn't make sense because canon already speaks on it #i'm sorry #atsv spoilers #spiderman: across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #peter b parker #mayday #i am having thoughts #PLEASE BLOCK APPROPRIATE TAGS IF YOU DON"T WANNA BE SPOILED PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU #miles morales #into the spiderverse #spiderman #spiderman spoilers #this thought came about because i think swinging around with a child is the stupidest/coolest thing ever #and i feel like peter wouldn't do it without a reason #anyway sorry for the random change in fandoms i saw the movie tonight and it was fantastic #also #catch me crying in the theatre because peter wants his daughter to turn out like miles #OKAY IM DONE SPAMMING THE TAGS NOW BYE #across the spiderverse spoilers #spiderman across the spiderverse

[lightasthesun]

The symbolism of Vaders helmet being cracked open by his former Master and former Apprentice several years apart and each on a different side, only for his son to lift it off completely —

#🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭 #BYE #I'm done #Sometimes star wars is good #obi wan kenobi #ahsoka tano #anakin skywalker #Darth vader #kenobi spoilers #I— #star wars rebels #Twilight of the Apprentice #obi wan kenobi show

[eyelessfaces]

dare I say it...... major llewyn vibes

#might be because it looks like a grown out llewyn beard style #+ the hair length #THE SLIGHT GREY IN HIS HAIR IS MAKING ME FERAL #k i'm done bye #oscar isaac #llewyn davis #jane talks

[catzgam3rz]

"Goop this one up Motherfucker"

#rambles #my art #qsmp fanart #qsmp #mcyt #luzugames #luzu fanart #q!luzu #philza #philza fanart #q!philza #WHATS UP IM BACK ON THAT BLOCKMEN BULLSHIT LOOK AT THEM! #I'm so happy with Phil (shout out to @jackie_mae for colour pallet inspo) #and I am happy with Luzu for a first draft but i'm already certain he will be edited and such later lol #anyways I LOVED THIS STREAM AND IM NOT EVEN DONE YET BUT I GOTTA SLEEP SO BYE AND ENJOY! #mcyt fanart