anonymous asked:

“Yer m'friend, course ah fuckin' care.” - Gin

Orland audibly sighed into the communicataroni at Gin. “Listen.” He sounded a little bit annoyed. “I-I g-gotta h-help out, u-um, s-somehow. A-and. U-um. I-I g-got d-discharged, s-so, u-um… I-I c-can’t help th-there, a-a-anymore. So, u-um, I-I’m j-just going to, u-um, d-deliver th-these s-supplies, and, u-um, s-stuff. C-can you stop w-worrying s-so much? J-just. I-I’ll be fine.”


crusader-allura  asked:

Concern starters (because I feel like this one fits what happened tonight): “You need to rest now. Don’t move.”

Orland gave a sigh. Allura had dragged him off to one of the inns in Stormwind, insisting that he get some rest. They’d gotten there, him still in his feline form, but he couldn’t fall asleep, tossing and turning about quite a bit.

“…I-I’m trying.” He responded quietly, before flipping himself over, sliding a bit closer towards her. “I-I… I-I’m j-just… s-scared, m-my, u-um… m-my nightmares.” He mumbled. Of course, not sleeping at all was a better alternative to having your sleep cut off by nightmares. That made too much sense.

“C-can y-you h-hold me?” He asked, after a moment, sliding his cat-y form closer towards her. “I-it, u-um… i-it helps. L-lady B-bearington t-tries t-to h-hold m-me, b-but, u-um… sh-she’s n-not g-great at i-it, a-and, u-um, I-I d-don’t h-have her.”

Lately there was lots of mess in my life going on and I though it was a perfect timing to work on this sketch I did a while ago to practice my dynamic/perspective. Error!Sans is from @loverofpiggies and despite my preference for neutral color I couldn’t help but love his design and character concept.

I love this glitch so much I can’t help it.

Anyway hope you like it.


I made this for a 3 day music festival called Rising Sun Rock Festival held every summer near my hometown in Hokkaido. There’s a lot to be improved but I think it turned out great considering I only had 3 days to work on and I’d never done an installation this big!

I’ve always wanted to make a trippy ass thread sculpture for a festival so yaaaay! Hope people enjoyed this!


Beautiful Embroideries by Michelle Kingdom  

My work explores psychological landscapes, illuminating thoughts left unspoken. I create tiny worlds in thread to capture elusive yet persistent inner voices. Literary snippets, memories, personal mythologies, and art historical references inform the imagery; fused together, these influences explore relationships, domesticity and self-perception. Symbolism and allegory lay bare dynamics of aspiration and limitation, expectation and loss, belonging and alienation, truth and illusion.

Decidedly miniature in scale, the scenes are densely embroidered into compressed compositions. While the work acknowledges the luster and lineage inherent in needlework, I use thread as a sketching tool in order to simultaneously honor and undermine this tradition. Beauty parallels melancholy, as conventional stitches acquiesce to the fragile and expressive.

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Closed starter for @satanlovesyou69!

 Ciel had never really been one for the large parties his parents liked to host. There were always too many people, all attempting to schmooze or network with those around. It didn’t help that his father seemed to enjoy his discomfort and took every opportunity to push his son into as many awkward conversations as physically possible. At least, that’s what it seemed like Vincent was doing, considering he sure as hell didn’t look sorry as he nudged his toward yet another business acquaintance of course. 

 The boy had been at least attempting to make it seem as if he didn’t loathe being there with every fiber of his being. It would have been find it he’d been left to his own devices, but now he was being prompted to shake yet another man’s hand. He couldn’t keep the dryness out of his voice when he spoke, looking fairly disinterested as he was introduced to a dark haired man. Once he heard the stranger’s name he couldn’t help but smirk slightly. 

 “Nice to meet you, Sebastian.”