#it came to me in a vision

[ghost-bleus]

can’t break his mewing streak

#fnaf #shitpost #michael afton #william afton #cc afton #crying child #my art #it came to me in a vision #evan afton #bite of 83

[modernbaseball]

#it came to me in a vision #lotr #lord of the rings #hobbits #merry brandybuck #pippin took #i hate tagging things this is so humiliating #just trying to share my artistic vision with the world #lotr memes #jellybeans

[captain-ghost]

#torchwood #doctor who #the doctor #10th doctor #martha jones #jack harkness #captain jack harkness #I had to add to this post #it came to me in a vision

[mallalada]

are you ready for my rollergirl shadow agenda

#shadow the hedgehog #sonic #malarts #it came to me in a vision #and i thought oh good. perfect even #fun fact the fullbody sketches just were not working out for me so i absently doodled just his left skate #and it went great so i just built the rest around it

[feyburner]

I think Superman and Batman should fly like this

#T-posing at 150mph #dc #batman #superman #it came to me in a vision #droring

[snowflakeeel]

WHO'S READY FOR

COLORLESS, ODORLESS, TOXIC GAS TUESDAY?!?!

#not sure if this has been done before #it came to me in a vision

[lineffability]

envisioning a scene where crowley is begrudgingly accepting that they're gonna have to save the world again and they're trying to come up with some kind of plan but things are uneasy between them and they keep staring at each other when they think the other isn't looking and it's tense and embarrassing and crowley grits his teeth and tries to get on with it, right, angrily describing an idea that is surely ingenious and clever, but Aziraphale suddenly is blinking away a sad teary little expression and staring at him and not looking away and he's close somehow why is he close, when did he get close, and Crowley keeps talking (he does not know what he is saying anymore) until aziraphale simply closes the distance between them, pulling him in with his hands on his face, and kisses him again (again! but also the first time, it's Aziraphale who's kissing him) and the kiss goes from sad to tender to passionate and they break apart (too soon) and crowley tries to reassert any semblance of coolness and control so he inhales, and says, croakily, right. we're still not talking though. and turns and tries to stalk away on his shaky too long legs

#line's lines #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #it came to me in a vision #(he comes back an hour later) #(and az asks 'ready to go on with the plan now?' and crowley just nods) #(and they plot and pretend on and on) #my omens

[abyssalcryptid]

Why Rolan isn't recruitable

#nothing gets done at camp bc theyre both yapping #this is may be the silliest thing ive ever made #it came to me in a vision #i had no choice but to make it but im choosing to subject other people to this #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #rolan #bg3 rolan #abyssalcryptidart #i dont even know if theres a ship name or if i even ship them dont look at me

[paxopalotls]

Source

#merlin #bbc merlin #merlin emrys #merthur #lancelot #it came to me in a vision #pax rambling

[cornerfolks]

#twin peaks #it came to me in a vision

[tboygareth]

here, have a little modern steddie meet-cute. meet-ugly, maybe? idk. 1k words, mostly dialogue

"uber for, uh," the guy in the beemer at the curb looks at the phone in his hand, "eddie m.?"

"hey, that's my name!" eddie shouts, stumbling toward the car. the world is tipping sideways a little, but it's been a good night.

he wrenches open the passenger side door and slides in.

"cool if i sit up front, man? i get motion sickness sitting in the back, and you would not like me when i'm motion sick."

"uh, sure?"

eddie pulls the door closed behind him and says, "so what's your name, pretty boy?"

"you don't check the app before getting into some random guy's car?" the guy asks with a huff.

"oh, no, i never order these things for myself." eddie laughs. he tries to think back, remember how many jameson shots he put back tonight. can't. oh, well. "my roommate always sets it up beforehand when i come down to the styx for a show."

"a show? like a concert?"

"uh, no. drag show. styx is a gay bar." the guy's quiet at that. "that a problem? still dunno your name."

"oh. steve," the guy - steve - says shortly. "no, it just... looks more like a... metal bar, or something."

"sometimes things are both, can you believe it! they do a drag show last wednesday of every month. good show tonight, all the girls looked great." he kicks his feet up on the dashboard of the car, watches steve's eyes cut sideways at them as he does. "do you like drag shows, steve?"

he's testing the waters, feeling steve out to see if he should be worried about getting into some random guy's car outisde a gay bar with a dead phone. eddie's definitely had a little too much tonight. he's probably got glitter in his hair. there's definitely black lipstick smeared across his cheek from when allison chaynz planted one on him earlier during her set.

"only been to a few, but yeah. they're a good time. good show."

safe, then. tentatively.

eddie studies steve for a moment, trying to figure him out. he's got this thing he does sometimes, in an uber; eddie's an easy read - he gets into an uber and the driver immediately flips their spotify over to a metal playlist.

the driver's are usually easy to read too, and it's eddie's favorite game; he tends to know when he's got a country boy behind the wheel, or an emo transplant from the mid aughts, or the indie girlies with their iced coffees and perpetual dark undereye circles that all the concealer in the world can't hide.

the guy looks like he wears teenage boy deodorant and smells like repressed trauma. he has the indie girlie dark circles under his eyes, an apple watch strapped to his wrist. rich boy. drives a beemer. good hair, stupid highlights. there's a tube of burt's bees cherry lip balm in the center console and a days old energy drink in the cupholder.

"hmmm, the front bottoms," he decides at last, after staring at steve for what must have been an uncomfortably long time.

"i'm sorry?"

"i said, the front bottoms."

"is that a... what's the word... a euphemism?"

"no, steeeeve. it's a band. check 'em out sometime, your daddy issues'll thank you. do you like music, steve?"

"sure."

eddie clicks his tongue. "smells like bullshit. no one who likes music says sure when someone asks if they like music."

they're stopped at a stoplight. from behind the wheel, steve is studying him right back, looking him up and down, his gaze coming to rest once again on eddie's shoes on the dash.

"get your feet down," steve says, pushing at eddie's shins. "do you have any idea how dangerous that is?"

"fine, fine. so if you don't listen to music, steve, what do you listen to in this fancy bmw?"

"sports, mostly," steve shrugs. "podcasts sometimes."

"oh, boy, you are a walking red flag, aren't you? shame you're so pretty."

"well what about you? what do you listen to?"

"guess."

"i dunno, probably that metal shit. five finger whatever, or something."

eddie presses his hand to his chest. "five finger - oh, stevie, i am wounded. i wouldn't be caught dead listening to bro rock."

out of the corner of his eye, he definitely catches a smile from steve.

steve holds an aux cable out to him. "here, then. wow me. show me some real metal or whatever."

"god, i'd love to take you up on that," eddie says, huffing out a little laugh. he holds his phone up. "this sucker's been dead for hours."

this time steve's the one to click his tongue. "shame."

"truly. so what's your story, steven? what's got you out at three in the morning?"

"it's my night off," steve shrugs. "just started night shift at the hospital, trying to get used to the new sleep schedule."

"mmm, the hospital. you a nurse?"

"i am. trauma nurse."

"nice. ever see any gnarly injuries?"

"had a pretty fucked up dog bite come in the other night."

"shit."

"yeah." another stoplight, another unsubtle once over from steve. "so what about you? what do you do?"

"line cook."

steve's eyes linger on him a little longer than necessary. "oh, but i'm the walking red flag. got it."

"whoa," eddie laughs. "what's that supposed to mean?"

"i've dated line cooks. everyone's dated a line cook."

"sounds like something a slut would say, steve. craziest dick you've ever had, huh?"

"mmm."

it's not a denial.

they're getting close to eddie's building now, and that's an actual shame. because steve's cute. he needs a haircut maybe, and the stubble around his mouth and chin is just on the wrong side of five o'clock shadow, but he's got these distracting little moles along his face and neck and arm that eddie's been itching to play connect the dots with since he got in the car.

"wait, i know this building," steve says as he slows at the curb and looks at the address on his phone again. "my roommate's girlfriend lives in this building."

it clicks into place, then, for eddie.

"oh, shit! you're robin's steve!"

steve's eyebrows draw together as he gapes at eddie, and then his eyes go wide with realization. "chrissy's ed?"

"eddie," he corrects. "gotta be a level twenty friend to call me ed. and chrissy's the only level twenty friend i'll ever have."

"noted. good to finally meet you, man. i, uh. i guess this is you, then, huh?"

"yeah, sure is. maybe i'll see ya around." eddie goes to get out of the car.

"oh, you will," steve says, his smile lopsided and goofy. "i'll make sure of it."

"hold ya to it," eddie promises with a wink.

steve wiggles his fingers in a flirtatious wave as eddie walks backward on the sidewalk toward his building.

so robin's steve is cute. maybe he should have been letting chrissy set them up this whole time.

still. sports and podcasts. guy's a walking red flag. who knows, maybe they're green. eddie's never been able to see the difference anyway.

#steddie #steddie fic #bee's blurbs #idk what this is honestly #it came to me in a vision #buckingham #if you squint

[stanheightsgordon]

made this yesterday so coffinshipping be upon ye

#coffinshipping #hoffstrahm #peter strahm #mark hoffman #saw franchise #it came to me in a vision #incorrect quotes #incorrect hoffstrahm #incorrect coffinshipping #also i think the way the photos for the profile pictures got messed up just adds to it

[sanziofied]

hello, my name is hamlet of denmark. you killed my father. prepare to die.

#hamlet #shakespeare #princess bride #it came to me in a vision

[madame-mongoose]

he would

#fuck it im posting it #IT CAME TO ME IN A VISION #HE WOULD LOVE AUSTIN POWERS OKAY AKDHSJDHSJ #suggestive #cw suggestive #i am so sorry for making yall see this #im not putting it in the tag akdhsj #wont subject people to that #my art

[snacobie]

This is sellswords to me

Feat. Jarlaxle’ s teenage girl purple bedroom i guess

Ref under the cut lol

#jartemis #jarlaxle baenre #artemis entreri #lod #legend of drizzt #sellswords #sorry once more if anyone’s done this #it came to me in a vision #my art

[ryanthel0ser]

so basically there's this divorced decepticon except he's got HUGE boobs. i mean some serious honkers. a real set of badonkers. packin some dobonhonkeros.

what happens next? ANOTHER divorced decepticon shows up with even BIGGER bonkhonagahoogs. HUMONGOUS hungolomghononoloughongous

#it came to me in a vision #this is my contribution to the transformers fandom #thank you for your time #maccadam #tfe #transformers earthspark #transformers #shockwave #soundwave #tfe shockwave #tfe soundwave #decepticons