Imagine Venti And Lind (Vennessa's Little Sis) Later Down The Line Trying To Sneak Each Other Apples

anyway, props to Marinette for her use of unlimited lucky charms, this is exactly how I pictured it going down

I started redrawing this screenshot before I even knew the context but I thought "I left them in my pocket on accident and they went through the dryer"

what if Camp Camp was a Mystery series?

I CANT GET THEM OUT OF MY HEAD THIS SHOW IS SO INCREDIBLE I NEED ANOTHER SEASON PLEASE ROOSTER TEETH IM BEGGING YOU

風だ

He had no name.

Nor did his world.

He was a rough. A sketch. An attempt.

A failed one.

And so was his world.

His creator gave them up, again. After tries and tries, he grew tired of them. Again.

One by one, the will to draw not succeeding became a chore.

And he watched, powerless as he was thrown away, screams and pleading silent under paper.

He was in a prison.

His unfinished home.

Either emotioneless or giving up on their fates, his companions were already lost in deep numbness, while he stood in denial.

They were now forgotten doodles.

Unappreciated concept sketches.

_____tale.

No matter his attempts to make this blank world a better place…

He was the only one who had developped feelings.

He never got any answer.

He was alone.

[Part 2]

golden child

{ 𓆩 x 𓆪 }

deja vu?

Decided that I’m actually gonna use tumblr for its intended purpose and post random headcanons, fic ideas and perhaps occasional art because I have nothing better to do…

Did some Luz fanart for my warmups yesterday