#uhhhhh yeah

[emry-stars-art]

I don’t know if you know this but I love a good royal au just as much if not more than a mer au… so when someone mentioned it at the beginning of May and i went for the thematic mermay instead I vowed I would come come back to the subject. Sketch dump time

Enter young king Aaron and prince Andrew, who recently were assigned new personal guards but Andrew is starting to realize every other word out of Abram’s mouth is only a half-truth if not an outright lie… what could he possibly have to hide

#Things We’ve Decided: #1) Aaron and Katelyn’s marriage was arranged but they’re both very happy and love each other #2) Andrew takes one look at Abram’s ball/festivity uniform while on duty and says absolutely not #put this man in a corset #3) abram only pretends he knows how to use a sword #in reality he’s much more comfortable with daggers and other small weapons he can conceal easily #for reasons obviously #4) Kevin ran away from evermore kingdom/castle and is now the twin’s advisor in training #under wymack’s tutelage #5) lady dan wilds is Aaron’s guard #beyond that is either heavy spoilers or outright undecided/not thought about at all #who am I kidding it’s an au #spoilers only exist in a quantum state #BUT IF YOURE CURIOUS AND WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT #MY DMS ARE OPEN ALL THE TIME #uhhhhh yeah #sketch dump #aftg #fan art #neil josten #andrew minyard #aaron minyard #royal au #all for the game #my art

[marshdotcom]

web of canon

for my dtiys on instagram !!

#marsh’s art #miguel o'hara #across the spiderverse #spiderverse #spiderman #digital art #illustration #atsv #artist #drawing #spiderman 2099 #uhhhhh yeah

[impossible-rat-babies]

vierapril day 13--sun

don't look up, i think we made the sun cry

#ffxiv #oc: eyrie kisne #vierapril #vierapril24 #shadowbringers spoilers #eye horror cw #ask to tag #uhhhhh yeah #i just had a thought and yeah this is what came out of it #something about the crown of the immaculate and reaching for the sun and the sky #the highest point. the highest fall #icarus kind of shit #I should have a gpose tag

[lubluues]

posting my c!alliumduo designs here too since twitter seemed to like them

#dsmp fanart #tommyinnit fanart #ranboo fanart #c!tommy #c!ranboo #allium duo #lus art #hey lu shut up #uhhhhh yeah #i draw on occasion. sometimes #i do rlly like how these came out tho #esp tommy.. my eeble

[bamboozled-and-alone]

Everyone keeps posting about having a Batman cameo in My Adventures of Superman, but like. You know what would be a better cameo than Batman in that show? Wonder Woman.

Bruce is great and all, but I think IF they were going to do another hero cameo (which! They do not have to, because Superman is allowed to be stand alone for a while), but IF they did, I genuinely believe Diana would be a better choice with the direction the show is going. She would add to the mystery and intrigue of Clark's powers specifically. Clark isn't ALONE in the world, he's not the ONLY person with abilities... But he IS still alone, it turns out. Diana is so much like him, but then they aren't the same. She's an Amazon, he's an alien. (The only issue I forsee with this is that the rights to use Diana are a Lot harder to obtain than the rights to use Bruce). Anyways thank you for coming to my Ted Talk dun dun dunnnn.

#my adventures with superman #dc #superman #wonder woman #uhhhhh yeah #just my thoughts on it i guess idk

[tomwambsgays]

anyone up thinking about t4t tomgreg

#tomgreg #tom wambsgans #greg hirsch #succession #succession fanart #my art #this was supposed to be an art for trans day of visibility but i missed it #but thats okay bc wont shut abt trans tomgreg for the rest of the year hehe #uhhhhh yeah #terfs dni

[just-a-girl-with-a-pistol]

>:3

#library of ruina #project moon #roland lor #limbus company ego #uhhhhh yeah #i saw a post on twitter so why not #ok im dippin gotta get ready for Pyrkon since Mili will be there this year!

[gmanwhore]

Aight this is probably gonna be bad and short but. I love gay people.

Also I am so sorry if Chell is out of character I did my best. Peace and love.

Chell has been separated from Alyx and Gordon back a little while ago, but she decided she didn't care. Well, maybe she did, but she was used to being alone. At least this time she wasn't completely powerless. She just kept heading through the tunnel she found herself in, fending off the tiny aliens that made the tunnel like a minefield.

She only really realized how much she missed being around the new people she had met when she used a propane tank to take out a few barnacles, a trick both Gordon and Alyx had shown her. She still didn't feel quite at home here. It was weird, no one was giving her instructions, no one was guiding her. It made her almost miss Aperture, at least there someone was always there. She was truly alone in the tunnel. Completely and truly alone.

She finally got to the end, and was just about to find a medkit or something to fix up herself when something flung itself at her.

"Chell! You're ok!"

Alyx had her arms wrapped around Chell, but just as quickly as she had hugged her Alyx had pulled back. Chell stood there for a second, frowning slightly, trying to work out...what had that made her feel. This was a completely new feeling. She looked at Alyx's face, realizing that Alyx was worried for her. That was...new. Her eyes flicked over to Gordon, and he looked the same. Concerned. For her.

(Oh. Yeah, I'm fine. Do you two have a medkit of something?)

"Of course!"

Alyx handed her one, Chell making sure her fingers touched Alyx's, just for a second. She wasn't quite sure why but she felt...like she needed a hug again for much longer. She would probably fight alone forever if there was something like that at the end of it.

She would never say that, though.

#half life #half life 2 #portal #chellyx #alyx vance #chell #chell portal #hl alyx vance #uhhhhh yeah #dies forever

[silly-billy-soup-stranger]

Red life Pearl is fun to draw so here take this for your silliest travels

@pearlescentmoo [[sorry for tag heh :')]]

#hermitcraft #pearl fanart #mcyt fanart #fanart #traffic life #traffic life series #traffic smp #traffic fanart #life series #life fanart #pearlescentmoon #red life #art #artist #artists on tumblr #uhhhhh yeah

[heimai]

saw this post and wanted to draw shigaraki w a kitty cat 

#shigaraki #shigaraki tomura #mha #bnha #lov #art #my art #digital art #uhhhhh yeah #i treat shig sm better than dabi lmao

[prcdigls]

WHAT IS A SOUL IF NOTHING AT ALL? ( THIS IS AN ASSESSMENT OF THE INDOMITABLE: MRS. SATINE LI. )

NICKNAME(S)       MODEL T-76SJO5 ARTEM ZODIAC       pisces AGE  /  D.O.B.       appears to be forty,   march of 2014. PLACE  OF  BIRTH      bronx, ny GENDER  /  PRONOUNS       cis  woman,  she / her ORIENTATION       lover of few, hater of many. OCCUPATION       ceo of the old world casino, unknown stonage replicant.

PARALLELS      lilico ( helter skelter ), madeleine swann ( no time to die ), kyoko ( ex machina ), shiv roy ( sucession ), mariette ( blade runner 2049 ), maeve millay ( westworld )

TIMELINE

tl;dr: woman with superimposed daddy issues vows to become a better capitalist than him. surprisingly, she succeeds but at every cost. all recollections were programmed by stonage inc.

01. you  are  born  as  artem:   moon  child  &   as  desirable  as  such.   a  darling  babe  with  empire  as  your  last  name.   as  the  only  daughter  of  this dominion,  you  reside  on  the  edge  of  infinity:   cradling  both  everything  &   nothing  at  all  with  the  promise  of  opportunity  on  either  side.   but  as  your  parents  had  it,  this  playground  kingdom  was  never  truly  yours  to  rule,  for  you  were  merely  their  sweet  disciple.   to  be  worshiped  darling  girl,  one  must  first  conquer. 02. your father was no father at all but a man who left you for the knife and made it his god. he cut and cut until you too were a butchered reflection of him, one look into the gleam of a kitchen knife and it is not yourself that you saw but the shape he wedged you out to be. you were just a child then, but not one above violence so if you could not cut him down so soon, you would inflict your sharpness on those less deserving. 03. man  bore  you  hungry,  so  you  sank  your  teeth  into  life  &  sucked  out  the  marrow  because  you  were  nothing  if  not  insatiable.   unlike  those  before  you  that  had  been  sucked  up  dark  heavens  above,  you had  become  the  undying  star.   too  bright  and  far  too  beautiful  to  be  ignored.   you  bite  &  bite  until  her  jaw  aches,  carving  yourself  out  as  both  sacrifice  &   symbol:  what  may  hail  as  the  end  of  an  epoch  crowns  you  as  the  bastion  of  the  next. 04. you  are  reborn  as  an  asteroid  with  a  human  name,  part  protagonist   &   part  tragedy  as  you  came  hurtling  into  media  res.   you  thought  the  calamity  would  kill  you  but  it  only  made  you  real,  it  peeled  back  skin  &   teeth  to  unveil  a  besmirch  of  marrow  &   blood,  a  tangle  of  all  you  had  ever  been:  needless  in  your  suffering.   you stand above it all now, sat upon your neon olympus. and yet, there  is  no  glory  in  your  agony  and  there  is  no  appeasement  from  the  gods.   so  what  is  it  to  weather  the  pain  if  there  was  the  promise  of  something  more.  

HEADCANONS

the stepford wife of all stepford wives ( batteries & extramarital affairs included! ) just a gal playing house all while swiftly losing touch of her perception of self.

essentially just the frontman for something impossibly larger than herself. her current identity as a replicant is unknown to herself and most others outside of her current handler partner.

daddy's girl until the end of time except her dad never actually existed so she lives in perpetuity of deconstructing the patriarchy with her bare hands & also yearing to bring every man she's ever met to his knees.

her rise to notoriety was a near instant one, appearing out of seemingly thin air as the so-called face of the largest gambling house in the city. her reach is far greater & far more dangerous than she cares to know.

uncanny valley with a cream bow belted around it; nothing but a hollow gaze & a wide, empty smile perched atop of a pair of stilettos.

indescribably violent in all aspects: in love, in hate, in lust. only savors things for their extremes, believes that nothing moderate is worth having.

obsessive regarding the divine feminine: prides that insatiable sense of femininity above all else. more to come soon.

#𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄⠀ ⠀ 〳 ⠀ ⠀abt #lawlessintro #tw body imagery / gore ig? #uhhhhh yeah

[flannel-scrunchie]

The Coffee That Never Came pt1/?

hey gang, this is my first time writing in ages so please don’t hate me, just wanted to get back into something that makes me happy! lately I’ve been simping for markiplier him in that beret FUCK but  yeah this is just a prologue of sorts I guess? idk maybe if you enjoy it i’ll write more. but yeah idk enjoy

pairing: head eng! mark x reader (this prologue is gender neutral, i’ll try my best to keep it like that if I write more but sometimes my monkey brain auto pilots to fem!readers im sowwy)

warnings: angst, derealisation, essentially solitary confinement, detailed descriptions of passing out i have anemia so we get first hand details rehehe, hallucinations, swearing, literally no fluff at all teehee because thats how i like it, i think thats it please let me know if i missed anything

word count: 1.2k

authors notes: this is in first person and all the proper ‘thoughts’ that captain has will be italicised also unedited im sorry im tired

‘Coffee That Never Comes’

“Good morning Captain!” The automated voice pierces through the chamber, it almost drowns into nothing as it is something that I've become, well, well acquainted with. The sickening minty blue words on the navy blue screen blur together, the same ones that I can see painted on the backs of my eyelids; those same words that quickly flick to red. “We are currently ERROR years into our journey. . .” the voice pauses quickly, a few mechanical tones buzzing out, “Coffee is in route.” I wonder what coffee tastes like, or I at least try my best to remember. Bitter? No, I remember loving coffee. I would always add just the right amount of milk to make the colour resemble his eyes, a colour that I can no longer picture no matter how hard I try. I do remember adding a pinch of salt too, though I can not place my finger on why I started it. Christ, it has been a long time since I've had coffee. Knowing what comes next, I begin to open and close my fists, trying to loosen my joints concealed within my black leather gloves; despite the work put in every day for the last decade, they look and sound brand new, squeaking with every movement. Has it really been ten years? Surely not. The robotic tone once again takes me from my thoughts, I begin to ram my fist into the side of my chamber.

“Current sHip staATuS iS C A T A S T R O P H I C.”

The sirens and alarms signalling every aspect of the ship going to shit is like that of a morning alarm to me. The same thing, everyday. An ironic melody for the hell that I've been damned to, and I've no one to blame but myself. I thought hell was at least supposed to be warm. With one last good slam into the door, it opens- the pain physically is one that regardless of time, has yet to numb. Grabbing my shoulder briefly I drop my hand and punch through the glass to get to the fire extinguisher and with one swift movement chuck it behind me by the main control panel. My legs almost absent mindedly carry me towards the main door, muscle memory due to the days among days that I've done this. It makes me feel like I'm in a terrible movie and someone keeps rewinding the tape. Oh what I would do to just sit down and watch a movie. Next scene: fixing life support and stabilising O2. Before I put my hand up to the scanner though, I hesitate. Glancing over to the left I see the twin chamber to mine, the chamber that has not opened in years. Christ, maybe it had been longer than ten. I keep my eyes fixed on the door, the urgency I once had for stabilising the ship diminishes, something that has not happened in a while. I mean, if I fuck up I will just end up back where I was seven minutes prior. For some reason, I'm unable to take my eyes off the chamber. Please. Maybe, just maybe will the door pop open with that hiss of O2 that I once found so refreshing, but alas; nothing. 

I have problems to solve, hope is what got me into this mess and if I have any minuscule amount left then I'm using it to get me out of it. My hand, even with the glove on, is much smaller than the prototype outline which lights up that disgusting minty blue as it scans the chips embedded in the pads of my fingers. With a loud bang and a hum the heavy metal doors begin to open. Okay, O2 stabilisation, recalibrate asteroid defence,  head into cryo-what was that? I take a backwards step into the main room, leaning my head back to look at the chamber I was previously fixated on. Was there a shadow? The visual hallucinations started around the 11th day in the loop of being alone. I've gotten used to it but that one made my heart jump, my chest tighten, my breathing quicken, was it because I was waiting for something to be there?

I stay put for a few seconds longer until I begin to notice that the alarm sounds muffled. I reach to pull out my earpieces but quickly remember I haven’t worn them in ages. Where the fuck is my mind? With the feeling of having cotton in my ears mixed with the ringing they’re producing I barely take note of the darkness shrouding the edges of my vision, pulsing with each slowing yet pounding beat of my heart. Fuck, O2. This is what hope does to you, makes you lose track of what’s important. I hastily turn back to the door and nearly run into it as it has since shut, how long have I been standing here? Putting my hand up to the scanner a little harder than I mean to, the realisation of my dwindling time hits. Having a hard time placing which sounds go where the disembodied bang of the door beginning to open doesn’t even feel like it’s in front of me, the hiss of a pipe bursting behind me sounds like it is to the left everything feels everywhere all at once. Clumsily, my legs carry me to the Life Support chamber as I try to focus and slow my breathing. My mouth begins to go tingly along with my fingers and I know I've little time left. Stumbling, I somehow manage to land my hand on the second scanner. Come on ‘Captain’. I feel like my thoughts aren’t even mine as I can barely hear anything over the pounding beat of my heart that has taken over my ears. 

‘Captain.’ ‘Captain.’ ‘Captain.’

It is always his voice that pushes me beyond the point where I want to quit, sometimes even to a fault. Although at this very moment I can barely remember what it sounds like, as much as it pains me. My thoughts leave as I trip over my feet and fall into the oxygen control panel, ‘Captain.’ I can do it. ‘Captain.’ It’s just on the other side of the panel. ‘Captain!’ That last one was louder and I know it’s my last chance. Taking a leap of faith that’s more like a step and a half I reach for the bottom valve but miss and land hard on the floor. As my breathing slows and my eyelids begin to feel heavy, there’s a shadow that casts across the wall from the red lights. ‘Captain?’ But alas, it’s just another hallucination, moving quickly, panicked even. I can barely keep my eyes open and that’s when it turns the valves, doing what I failed to do; not much of a captain if I can’t even make it through the second most basic task. My chest tightens once again, and I find it hard to catch my breath, through my now minute vision I see him. It can’t be, he looks too real. His hair, his hands, his eyes, his voice almost booming as he begins to pick me up in his arms trying ti get me to come to. Is this where it ends, finally?

“Captain! I’m not letting you go this time.”

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well hope you enjoyed it gang, idk just something that i brain shitted, but yeah mwah let me know if this is worth a next part? peace

#markipler egos #in space with markiplier #markiplier #angst #uhhhhh yeah #imagines #fanfictions #fanfic #scenarios #darkiplier

[bluethemagpie]

Soft boy >:D

#wilbur soot fanart #mcyt #art #digtal art #wilbur soot #wilbur soot soft boy #wilbur soot music #uhhhhh yeah #idk what else to add here #yippee? #music man got the yello guitar and anime hoodie #yellow* #i just blame it on the dyslexia

[permithurple]

Somewhat late genuine Happy New Years! I celebrated the New Year playing Matchington like a middle aged mother, and sipping a delightful can of Jack Daniel's Tennessee Whiskey (it was actually 4 cans).

Sort of a face reveal I suppose? Under read more bc that's embarrassing. Me with my gf named Jack Daniel's

#uhhhhh yeah

[wolfcamellias]

Shizz, fuck it, how bout your opinions on Jin x MK (I forgot the name, I think it was slushieshipping? Since SilverDragon was already answered for), BlackBunny (I seen u mention u have Mac is bi coded, and in canon he compared himself to da moon, Chang'e a moon goddess so-) and lbd x Princess Jade Face (I saw u had them team up in 1 of your aus hah).

(ask meme)

this is funny ok

Don’t Ship It

Why don’t you ship it?

1- Same reason as Xiaojiao and Yin! I just cannot see it! And due to personal reasons, uh... no! No, can't.. I cannot digest it, sorry

2- I hc them as cousins I am so sorry I cannot see them as anything romantic since Macaque is so self-centered and Chang'e literally lost her husband and can't leave the moon because of it I can see them both bonding over lost partners but other than that uh.. no.

3- Maybe. MAYBE if we get Jade Face we can bring this back but for now.. she's not canon so I can't really say I ship them.

What would have made you like it?

Nothing tbh

Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

uhhhh moon aesthetic go brrr, evil women go brrr??

#ask meme #uhhhhh yeah #yeah cant ship them im sorry LMAO

[themetalvirus]

um. sry for stupid question but was the 'thanks man, so helpful' sarcastic or not?? sorry im bad at knowing what ppl mean

honestly i dont know either (genuine)

#exoticbutterstxt #like. ok uh lemme explain my intent for you fellow sarcasm struggle soldier 🤝 #like. i like to think i know enough abt sonic to not have to look at his wiki page #so in that way it was a joke #but it could be genuinely helpful for total beginners #or for people who just wanna know weird obscure shit #uhhhhh yeah