#im moving currently

[noodles-and-tea]

Returning home

#I like to think it works like Sophie being old in Howls moving castle #without his friends and family and Arthur Merlin obviously ages #but Arthur makes him feel young again - like who he was with him #because Arthur woke up obviously because that’s what happens #it’s true and canon and I said so #(don’t tell anyone im only on season three currently) #my art #Merlin #bbc merlin #merlin emrys #arthur pendragon #Merthur

[toxooz]

i love a man who is the living embodiment of mnt Everest

#he is Looking #könig #ghost #AIGHT i am officially working on the comic tomorrow b4 i kick my own ass #once again prying my grubby paws off of a current mind rotting obsession to do the comic HHRGGH it hurts #BUT i so want to move on to The Next Phase of the comic im so ready i can Taste it #each page is closer to pontis intro and HOOOOOOOOOOO #aight peace #fanart #my art #call of duty #konig cod #konig #ghost cod #ghost mw2 #mwii #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty modern warfare #mw2 #konig mw2

[dandyleyen]

Twitter post | ToTK zelink x Howl's Moving Castle

#totk spoilers #tears of the kingdom #zelink #zelda #link #loz tok #the legend of zelda #loz #ghibli #howls moving castle #zelda spoilers #studio ghibli #lord i love them #this game killed me and im replaying it currently #zelda fanart #legend of zelda #princess zelda #light dragon #dragon zelda

[rileyclaw]

the artblock demon has me in its clutches and my method to get rid of it is to draw over people getting scared in haunted houses. messy doodles are my favourite

#drawing without my monitor bc it broke in my move is so weird #these are so fun I wanna do more fdhjjdf #art block is real and is currently banging on my frontal lobe like an animatronic #oops willows ear has a notch bc i was rushing the paint bucket tool im not fixing it #toh #the owl house #amity blight #gus porter #willow park #hunter wittebane #luz noceda #huntlow #my art #fanart

[oifaaa]

Im gonna say it

I dont think jason is a cat guy or dog guy

I think hes a bunny guy

He wants to cuddle on the couch with a book and a bunny and thats his dream (also i just think a big guy like that with the worlds smallest and most anxious prey animal would be adorable)

Mr Jason "lone wolf" Todd having a pet that literally will die if it's too lonely might be a bit on the nose as far as metaphors go but still hilarious

#ask #anon #god i wanna draw this so bad #but im so busy rn #im planning on moving soon #and im super nervous #since itll be my first big move since uni #and im realising im gonna have to try and make friends #but #im also realising i dont know how to make friends #like all my current friends i made in school or through work #how do you make friends when your not forced to see someone daily ??? #dc

[bunnithechubs]

we are upgrading! (slowly)

#ts4 #the sims 4 #ts4 edit #ts4 gameplay #the sims 4 edit #current household #look @ them #moving into a niceeee neighborhood #except the house has a secret murder basement #lol im not joking #it scared the hell out of me #so ignore the ghost neighbors

[khayalli]

i did it.. . .. the complete set. Our Rise!Turtles in bayverse-esque outfits.

Cobbling together their outfits through fragmented refs and bad lighting is ranking in my top 10 arm biting experiences (with love)

#also if anyone has ideas or requests for them i may....draw them #im currently unable to move during a flare up so i have time #donatello rottmnt #rottmnt #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2018 #rottmnt mikey #leonardo rottmnt #rottmnt raph #its more rise! wearing bayverse #i am in pain #khayas art

[xxrat--punkxx]

obsessed w the resurrection beasts istfg its so gender, based off of @briarwickart’s design

#bruhhhhhhhh #im only on chapter 3 so chill w the spilers #im spending way to fucking much time annotating the book lmaoo #lik ive wrtten 3/4 pages on harrow in just snnotations #considering writing a kind of essay on each act when i finish them literally just for fun #i call this 'i got a 9 in my english and im currently not studying english so this is how i cope' #but uh yeah this shit is metal af what #i was like ohhh maybe they have a design when god mentioned them and holy fuck i was not disapointed #i had to draw them ahhh #no idea how big they are or how they move or anything #but ayo new gender dropepd #yes i drew it in the book #i do wanna post my nnotations and my thoughts because i hve so fucking much #none of them are legible tho lamoooo #my art #harrow the ninth #the locked tomb #resurrection beast #tamsyn muir

[demadogs]

D A Я K (2017 - 2020)

#dude im like the only current gifmaker in this fandom rn all the gifs i rb are months or years old... i have so much power #how the fuck did you guys move on??? how is this not like an infinite fandom the way harry potter or lotr is im actually so shocked #dark #darkedit #dark netflix #my gifs #dark 2017 #scifiedit #horroredit #tvedit #dailyflicks #filmtvdaily #filmtv #jonas kahnwald #tuserkers #usertj #useremsi #usergui #cinematv

[mishidefresa]

Some old doodles

#Hey I watched it chapter 2 #And I been obsessed with them #For weeks #Im currently with the audiobook #I mean is not a great book I dont even think is that good #But I got sooo #Attached to all the kids specially eddie and bev #Idk I need to protect these children #Anyway 3 years late to the fandom I guess #eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #richie trashmouth #Reddie #reddie fanart #It #it stephen king #it moves #It movie #it 2019 #it 2016 #it 2017 #richie tozier fanart #eddie kaspbrak fanart

[flamingtouya]

𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 — 𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐢/𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐚

word count: 1262

cw: none other than dabi's foul language

summary: dabi encounters a cat. i continue to spoon-feed this man happiness. based on this prompt by the lovely @scarlettcryptid ♡

Before he knows it, a quiet ‘Pss-pss-pss’ leaves his lips.

He tries it all.

Clicking his tongue, saying - whispering - “Here, stupid fucking kitty”, because god forbid someone hears. Slowly putting his hand out, some more ‘Pss-pss’-ing - anything that had worked on the neighbours’ cats when Fuyumi did it.

Here he sits; Todoroki Touya, a man stripped of all dignity at the sight of a fat cat.

The concrete is cold underneath his palm. Dabi welcomes April’s spring breeze, a strand of jet black hair tickling his cheek as he pulls the strings of his hoodie tighter. The dewy scent of the morning air is overtaken by the intense smell of steaming hot Yakitori, fresh off the grill, bought - not stolen - bought with his own, hard-earned cash money. (That, admittedly, he had stolen.)

You’ve got to indulge, the vendor had shouted, in the little pleasures! Treat yourself to life's delectable delights! Two plus two, Weekday special! Don’t miss out on-

“Screw you,” he’d told her, shoving the money on the little silver tray next to the register, scowling when she still served him with a bright smile, one that reminded him of Fuyumi’s excited grin every time she’d successfully pulled off a trick on her beautifully painted Kendama. Fuyumi would be so upset, he thinks, if she knew where he gets his food from these days.

He pulls the first skewer from the paper box, diligently inspecting a grain of Szechuan pepper. Dabi hasn’t laid eyes upon a spice in months - especially not one this pricey.

No, ever since he’s made a temporary home in the outer area of the city, it’s been nothing but dumpster diving and collecting restaurant leftovers for him. Stale bread. Expired cookies. Plain rice, cooked in an old bean can. Salted butter. Some Chili powder on top of his potatoes, if the old man at the soup kitchen was feeling generous.

Compared to the barely digestible nutrients his body runs on, the sight mere inches from his face is a divine gift.

After turning it over once more he finally takes a small bite, careful to pull the piece of chicken off the skewer with his front teeth. He’s become even more sensitive to temperature lately, and his teeth are the most annoying aspect. Not the sizzling of his flesh when he overuses his quirk, not the burn behind his eyes as they go dry. Those he’s gotten used to rather quickly. But when most of the food you eat is either cold or poorly reheated, the sensation of something hot is bound to cause major discomfort.

It’s not as bad as he expects. Neither the temperature sensitivity nor the taste. He begins to chew more boldly, savouring the harmonious balance between onion and garlic, sea salt and pepper, topped with tare sauce and just a hint of lemon. Say about the outskirt markets what you will, but those street food vendors do know how to grill a chicken.

Dabi doesn’t notice how quiet it’s gotten until something chirps behind him.

A cat.

A rather well-fed cat.

A cat that technically isn’t overweight, but its thick fur coat still makes it look a little fat.

Black with a white tummy and some spots of orange near its paws, sitting two arms’ lengths away. Its eyes follow the skewer as he moves it to one side, then the other, then dangles it upside down. Some grease drips onto the grass of the porch he’s sitting on. He finishes the remaining pieces of chicken and pulls out the second skewer, eyes shifting between his precious meal and the overly attentive cat.

Finally, he decides to pinch off a small piece, chewing at the spiced crust until it’s gone. He tosses the plain chicken towards the cat but to his surprise, it flinches and retreats behind a large flower pot.

The little fucker.

Wasted half a bite of perfectly good food.

Dabi turns his attention back towards his steaming Yakitori. Some time passes. He doesn’t know if it’s seconds or minutes that he zones out looking at the flowering apricot tree in the distance, but he’s pulled back to reality by soft chewing noises. Careful not to make another sudden movement he shifts a bit, just enough to look over his shoulder. Sure enough, the feline is greedily nibbling at the slice of meat. The two of them make brief eye contact before turning their attention back to their respective meals.

The sound behind him subsides shortly after and is replaced by a soft purring, one that he knows isn’t directed at him. He lets the cat have another piece from his third skewer nonetheless, this time giving it a gentle toss so it lands a few inches closer.

Still visibly tense, it takes a few steps forward and sniffs at the chicken before gulping it down in a few bites. Greedy shit, Dabi thinks, as he sacrifices yet another precious piece. He puts it down at his side, rubbing his fingers together. The cat’s attention is on the meat immediately, ears twitching as it courageously inches closer towards Dabi. He finishes the last of his Yakitori, never breaking eye contact with the cowardly little furball next to him.

Before he knows it, a quiet ‘Pss-pss-pss’ leaves his lips.

He tries it all.

Clicking his tongue, saying - whispering - “Here, stupid fucking kitty”, because god forbid someone hears. Slowly putting his hand out, some more ‘Pss-pss’-ing - anything that had worked on the neighbours’ cats when Fuyumi did it.

Here he sits; Todoroki Touya, a man stripped of all dignity at the sight of a fat cat.

After a thorough standoff, the cat’s curiosity gets the better of it. It keeps its stomach low as it sneaks across the ground, stretching its long neck to sniff at the finger that Dabi used to pull the Yakitori off the skewer earlier.

“If you bite me, I’m sending you to the coat factory.”

As if that theory was being tested, Dabi feels a sudden nip at his fingers. Cursing, he pulls back slightly, only to see the mischievous fucker’s pupils go wider. He wipes the bits of chicken grease off in the dewy grass and offers his palm again, checking both sides of the street to make sure nobody’s looking.

As if to taunt him, the little furball pounces and takes a swipe at Dabi’s hand before he can turn his attention back to the porch. It chatters in surprise when the man pulls away just in time.

Fucker, as Dabi decides to dub this newfound enemy of his, darts toward his other hand where he’s drawing lazy patterns on the concrete. With its claws half out and its tail puffed up, it races toward the wall, around the flower pot and jumps back onto the lawn to take another playful swing at Dabi’s limbs. Minutes later, he’s got the little menace chasing his fingers in circles, losing balance here and there and rolling over ever so often.

He’s focused, eagerly following the cat’s every move, trying to predict its attacks by the flick of its tail, an ear twitch, pupils that narrow ever so slightly before it leaps forward.

He’ll never admit it. That for once, there’s a sudden lack of grief in his heart.

Only when the first ray of sunshine hits the outer edge of the garden does he let himself fall backwards. The cat is but a purring weight on his thigh, stretching its paws across his lap with the softest ‘Meow’. Eyes closed and arms stretched out, he inhales slowly and holds his breath until he feels his pulse slow down. Dabi doesn’t care that his hair is getting a little wet, doesn’t care that the grass tickling his ears stings a little, doesn’t care that he’ll probably have red marks on his hands for a while.

If he shuts his eyes hard enough, he might still be able to convince himself that Touya is dead.

#the strength it took me to not turn this into a 5k word dabi x reader could move mountains. #dabi #todoroki touya #touya todoroki #bnha #bnha fluff #dabi x reader #< u cant blame me. this tag is what gets the clicks going and im a sucker for validation #touya x reader #dabi x you #almighty brainfarts it is currently 00:29. good night <3 #edgelord #my writing #x

[aceofwhump]

Whump prompt:

Exhaustion that is so deeply felt that you can barely move at all, your arms and legs feeling like iron rods. Then the physical exhaustion combined with the emotional exhaustion of the situation and it forces down your emotional walls and you end up just sobbing in the middle of your room.

#Prompt based on my current life! #life is hard right now you guys #but its moving up getting better #just slowly #and im TIRED #whump #exhaustion #mod post #prompts #emotional whump

[mcl38]

girl!drivers part six: 81

(series)

#oscar piastri #f1 #formula 1 #formula one #f1 art #u guys.... i struggled so much w this one #her hair gave me nightmares i had to give her a sinead o connor and work from there #i did what any girlie would do w a bad hair day - gave her a braid lmao #currently oscar and lando the only braid girlies #but yeah smths deffo fucked in terms of face proportions bc i had issues w both the hair and the shoulders but it looks fine to me so 🤷🏻‍♀️ #i finished & am posting this on a moving train. dont tell me im not dedicated #oscar #girl drivers tag #mine #100

[marshmcore]

Pondering Sniper with his Emotional Support Scout (AU)

Modern+College AU speeding bullet

Both in their early transitional age (Scout is 19, Sniper is 22), they’ve already spent a handful of years, supposedly taking the steps to build their futures, but are they where they want to be? Are they going to where they want to be? Where is it anyways?

I just had the idea for a more grounded side to their story, slice-of-life in a coming-of-age setting, with themes of existentialism. I aged them down to make it work… Under cut for info dumps about these goobers 8)

Scout took a break right after high school, working for his family business (an unsuccessful one, ran by one of his oldest brothers). This used to be a summer job, a way to get extra money as a kid, but now he’s been a full time worker for 2.5 years, familial obligations exploiting him to stay, while being undermined by his narcissistic brother. He eventually gets out of it, but has to face the hurt from being used, and also the fact that he had to grow up so quickly as a kid (especially when he has to deal with the fallout caused by his Mom’s and Spy’s affairs. He and his Mom are in good terms, it’s just his Mom isn’t a good support system atm). Left to face the real world by himself, he tries to find a way to stabilize by himself, while trying to face his trauma (trauma from a missing father figure, and being treated as the black sheep of his family) as he finds a way to be more himself and be happy. He’s optimistic and responsible when the world calls for it, otherwise he’s most likely to test this new freedom (for better or worse). Eventually Spy comes around to try to reconnect with Scout, there’s no telling how Scout will cope with it when he’s in the midst his new-found freedom.

Sniper went straight to university, never once took a break from the school work, because he thinks that’s the only way to go about in life. He took up a program and career plan that was not right for him, but struggled his way through by retaking course’s countless of times, pulling off impossible all-nighters, etc. At some point he gave up, began to drop classes every semester, and finally quit the program. However, he started working somewhere in the industry he had been studying years for. He thought this could bring him forward, but it kept digging him a deeper grave. He’s a workaholic, impulsive, but lost. At a very young age, he was a subject of a tough custody battle between his neglectful biological parents (Lar-nah and Bill-bel), and his grandparents (who are Mr and Mrs Mundee in this AU). From that, his guardians want him to be better than his parents, and in return he strived for that. However, after giving up, he feels like a failure and is currently going through a period of depression. However, with the money he earned from his job, he wonders if he should take that road-trip he used to fantasize. He told himself doing this will help him find himself, but a part of him wonders if its just him trying to run away from something. Either way, he’s got a deal for a junk RV and he wants to renovate it!

After all that, Scout and Sniper meet, their lives are in the cross roads, and their relationship is a turning point as well. It feels like the world is moving faster than they can cope with, but can they find some respite in this new relationship together? DUN DUN DUUUN

Phew this was really fun to write! I really like their dynamic, romantic or not (idc). Them being the same age range inspired me to write this, because I know myself and some friends have gone through this similar experience aswell, and I just think its fun/interesting to explore that with they have in cannon.

A lot of this projection tho lmao with a loose base derived from cannon, and some embellishments to make this AU work.

#tf2 #marsh stuff #team fortress 2 #tf2 fanart #tf2 sniper #tf2 headcanons #tf2 scout #tf2 au #tf2 fanfiction #speeding bullet #sniperscout #scoutsniper #woah this took more thought than I realized #it was 5am and i couldnt sleep #and i was listening to one of my playlists for those kinds of nights #and this happened #HOPE U LIKE HEHE #i ship speedingbullet in this context #i love existential coming of age stories and tgey both fit so well in it #wow i didn’t expect to think so deeply about sniperscout #maybe its because im moving out into a province i dont know #im currently dealing with changing careers rn and going back to school #im a lil terrified tbh so maybe thats why this came to me at 5am lol

[kyngsnake]

Hey y’all. Shiny new commission sheet for the shiny new year! Thank you to everybody who’s supported my artwork throughout 2023, whether that be by commissioning me or just interacting with my content. This year’s been a long one between family members passing, others family members becoming ill, and moving across the country in the middle of it all. Having a welcoming community to come back to amidst all the chaos made a huge difference, and still does. Throughout this year my art’s grown a lot with me, I’m happy to have folks to share that with.

Starting out with 10 slots. Additional info [TOS, Pricing, etc] under the cut.

9/10

Y’all are more than welcome to DM me with any questions that may not be addressed in this post, I’m happy to clarify and discuss anything you’re not sure about. There will be a brief consultation prior to starting work on a commission for me to collect any info and/or references I may need.

Payment is taken up front through PayPal, CashApp or Zelle. Commission slots are first come, first serve. Once I start work on a commission, you’ll receive updates in stages [sketch, lineart, flat colors, shading, final check] so as to give plenty of opportunities for corrections or reasonable changes. Estimated wait times will be given during initial consultation.

#not to be corny but im really grateful for the community ive found myself in #moving into my own place in a month and i currently have 1 comm left in queue so! #im going to have a lot of time and availability for commission work :3 #art commissions #artists on tumblr #comm info tag #i updated my sheet but didnt wanna keep reusing the exact same formatting #new color palette so it's fresh on the eyeballs

[elllteo]

Creators I love you but it's time to wake up

Among rumors about our tumblr user data being sold off to Midjourney/Generative AI, recent Extremely transphobic events (that have been ongoing) coming to a head, another extremely concerning internet censorship bill being pushed in upper levels of government, and a general air of frustration over how the site belongs to and is operated by perhaps the second stupidest CEO (second only to twitters own) of our age, I'm very done with the last few vestiges of what the old internet held for artists.

And if you're reading this, you probably are too.

I know we're tired. We are all tired. It is not always viable to pack up shop and move, again and again and again.

From tumblr to twitter to anywhere else we've ever grown up posting, things no longer work. Our audiences are kneecapped by aggressive and hostile algorithms, our reach is abysmal - if we aren't shadow-banned or silenced for one (transphobic) reason or another, we're thrust into an ever growing pit of hostility where the only thing that drives clicks is fighting and contention.

We're tired. We're so fucking tired. We aren't businesses, we aren't content mills, we cannot keep this pace that modern social media has set for us, to wring every ounce of creativity out of us to profit from and leave us rotting.

The key to staying afloat here, and I cannot stress this enough, is to stay connected to your peers.

Pack up and move as units if you must. Exodus from the sites that are killing us. Push your entire friend group of artists to move from one site to the next that promises you a kinder experience.

Art drives movements, it drives change, it is all that encompasses being human. If you take that away from the shitty places, they will be left with nothing but a cesspit of inhumanity and the people who follow you will be more incentivized than ever to move with you.

Yes, this is terrifying. There are no guarantees. There never was, and never are, and never will be.

But stay connected. Stay human.

Support each other and be willing to hold hands and jump when we all - as a group - need to jump from the flames we're all trying to convince ourselves wont kill us before rescue comes.

Rescue isn't coming, rescue will be found hand in hand with each other. I'm offering you my hand, please take it. There's always a new start, there are always helping hands reaching for you. You have to look up from the doom-scroll long enough to see and take them.

#art communities #art community #teo talks #sorry I have a Lot of opinions about posting art online I've been doing this since I was 14 and I'm 28 this year #I have watched the rise and fall of social media titans and you have to understand the ONLY thing that will keep you afloat #is keeping connected to your peers #we have to move as units and we have to stay together and we have to support each other #your following is not stability. your friendships are. #thats why you hear about networking. thats ceo talk for friendships. connections. #you have to have enough connections to build your own support web on the chance that everything goes to shit. yes its hard work. it sucks. #but it is a necessity. twitter isn't getting better. its not going back to how it was. neither is DA or tumblr. its not happening. #If you put all your eggs in one or two precarious baskets and both fall. you will be shit out of luck! thats reality #there is hope to be found but you have to be realistic and understand that you NEED to build up a presence elsewhere. even if its hard. #I want to help you if I can!!!! bluesky is a really solid twitter alternative!!! #ive heard good things about cohost as a tumblr alternative!!!! #sheezy and inkblot are both indie sites currently being developed by and for other creatives. support them! #they won't be perfect until - and UNLESS - you do! #anyways sorry I will step off my soapbox now Im just frustrated with the state of everything