track of the night

Friendly reminder that Coach Lucia Tereschenko died on a train that was carrying crates of precious cargo, and now haunts the Little League baseball diamond (Episode 84: Past Time)

Reminder that Lucia saw the Planet Lit By No Sun as she was dying on top of the train carriage after there was an attempt at stealing the crates. The planet has already been linked to the crates in Episode 13: A Story About You.

Another reminder that a train arrived at the Little League baseball diamond, and the deer-masked beings (established in Episode 29: Subway as having something to do with trains) were very intent on getting their crates back complete with their minature buildings (Episode 91: The 12:37). 

Reminder that The Destroyer (aka Huntokar) is the god of the tiny city beneath Desert Flower Bowling Alley and Arcade Fun Complex. The buildings may very well belong to said civilisation.

Very friendly reminder that Huntokar, according to Simone Rigadeau, destroyed the world in 1983 (Episode 103: Ash Beach).

So, how exactly does a harbinger of the apocalypse end up becoming involved in protecting a tiny city? What is the Planet Lit By No Sun, and what does it have to do with anything? How does this all tie into the events of Deft Bowman, and will it finally answer why time is so dang weird?

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(“Pepbee” that’s a new one, hahaha~) Thank you so much! We’ll keep doing our best!

So glad to hear that! We love seeing fan art so we’re happy to spread the love. :D

Secret admirers! 

Thank you! We put a lot of time and hard work into it, so I’m glad the quality is up to your standards, haha~

Ellipsis only loves me for my skeleton. ; A ;

Thank you! Estersand gets all the credit for the design (originally made for nochocolate) but we worked really hard on the art, colors, and other adjustments for this blog. Feedback like this is great to hear!

Glad to have you! This comic was inspired by a short fic Ellipsis wrote. We had been speculating on what Chara would be like if they didn’t die so young, but Ellipsis’ fic gave this premise a true story.

Bettina introduced a lot of people to our story; we’re so grateful! Good to have you!

i’ll be ur angle or ur devil

Thank you both! We worked really hard to fit Chara’s dialogue into Asriel’s canon lines in a way that felt natural. Some of the lines are phrased a little oddly so it was a bit harder than anticipated. Ellipsis really worked her magic.

(Regarding the last page of the interlude.) That would make a great save point message.

Glad you had fun! Eruto and I have lots more streams coming up in the future, so keep an eye out!

Each page takes quite a long time! Off the top of my head, here’s how long everything typically takes.

  • Writing/editing the script and thumbnails: 1 hour
  • Initial sketch: 2-4 hours
  • Lining: 6-10 hours
  • Backgrounds: 2-3 hours
  • Color blocking: 2-3 hours
  • Lighting, Lettering, Effects, other adjustments: 3-5 hours

Total per page: 16-26 hours per page. That’s 32-52 hours each week! Some pages take much longer if we try something new, but we’re always looking for ways to speed up and streamline our process.

And I love you, mysterious anon! Keep it cool, keep it fresh! >;D

Gilbert: Who left thier phone? 

Gilbert: No one? Fine- $5?

Arthur: $10!

Alfred: I’ll give you half a pizza.

Matthew: Wait, guys I think that’s mine-

Gilbert: Turn that think into a know!

Matthew: Wait… nevermind.

Gilbert:

Gilbert: So, guys, I think we just stole a phone. 

  • My Family: *lose me in a crowd*
  • My Little Sister probably: *shouts* M NIGHT SHYAMALAN'S VERSION OF THE LAST AIRBENDER IS BETTER THAN THE CARTOON
  • Me: *rises from crowd in Avatar state* WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY
  • My Family: Oh, there she is
The Signs as Charlie Puth Songs (Nine Track Mind)
  • **Check your Venus sign too!**
  • Aries: My Gospel // There's nothing that I won't do just to make you love me
  • Taurus: Then There's You // There's beautiful and then there's you
  • Gemini: Losing My Mind // I'm sorry that I'm not there to give you what you want, I'll think about us some other time
  • Cancer: As You Are // I could never judge you, I would take you as you are
  • Leo: Suffer // Don't keep me waiting, you should come over
  • Virgo: River // Nothing is as cold as running on your own
  • Libra: One Call Away // Call me baby if you need a friend, I just wanna give you love
  • Scorpio: Up All Night // Cause there ain't nobody else that could light me up so bright and break this crazy spell
  • Sagittarius: Dangerously // I loved you dangerously, more than the air that I breathe
  • Capricorn: Some Type Of Love // When the world's on fire we won't even move, there is no reason if I'm here with you
  • Aquarius: Does it Feel // Tell me lies, like how you're better off without me
  • Pisces: We Don't Talk Anymore // Should've known your love was a game, now I can't get you out of my brain
Imagine: Robins second dad

this idea just popped into my head and I had to jot it down. Use freely if you like :)

Imagine after being brushed off by Batman one night Robin decides to prove to his dad that he can do it alone.

He goes out late at night and finds himself tracking the Joker who’s in the middle of blowing up a bank.

seeing Robin Joker of course assumes the Batman is near by and continues his scheam. Robin trys to rein him in but Jokers too cunning. He ties Robin up I’m the building, revealing his diabolical plan to the young kid, telling Robin he’s got Batman beat this time and that he won’t be saved.

the bomb keeps counting down, Joker getting more anxious as Batman is no where in sight. Dick is afraid and begins to tear up, sobbing that he shouldn’t have come without Batman.

Joker hears that and frowns suddenly “wait.. Batman’s not here?”

Dick shakes his head.

Joker grabs him and jumps out the window in the nick of time. Shielding the smaller body from any debree, Dick is in shock, was he just saved by the Joker?

But before he can question it the Joker speaks up “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!!!” And “You could have been killed!”, “You think this is a game?” He scorns Robin angerly “If Batman finds out about this.. he’s gonna kill me” he bites his nails just thinking about the what ifs..

“I’m sorry Joker.. I just wanted to prove to Batman I was capable.. he never recognizes anything I do”

Joker, of course, can relate to Batman’s neglectfulness and pities poor Robin.

“I should take you to him” Joker finally says, leaving all the easy to grab money in the bank.

“Wait! Please don’t make me go back now! I’m still mad at him” Robin would plead.

“Well you can’t just stay with me!”

Robin’s eyes go big and soft like a puppies and Joker is already defeated.

“Ugh. Fine”

Joker would call Batman and tell him that he’s got Robin, and not to worry, but that’s all he says so of course Bruce is super confused and worried and they try to track the Joker down all night

Joker and Robin spend all night sneaking onto rides at a carnaval, defacing public property and eating all then junkfood Robin could ever want. It’s more liberating then living with anal batman and police officer Babs. It’s nice to get away from the rules and be a kid. When Robin finally passes out into a Cotten candy coma Joker carries him back to Wayne manner.

Everyone is there, shocked to see the Joker at their door and Robin completely unharmed, looking like he got back from a circus complete with Clow face paint and balloons

Bruce is thankful, but was also worried sick so he gives Joker a lecture on Robins curfews and no sweets after 6

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i stopped at the railroad tracks on my way home from the night shift to toss the crows (and one lucky seagull) the reject hard boiled eggs from the hotel’s breakfast. i wonder if there’s any overlap between the railroad crows and the crows who come visit me for peanuts?

when i got home, leggy and wiggles were waiting for me! i also caught a glimpse of a california towhee, but it flew away before i could get a picture

when he gets drunk and he starts confessing;; kim taehyung / 966

From what seemed to be a chill night with a favorite rerun on track played out on the television screen, came to you facing the road in your car as you drive down to someone drunk not even in your responsibility. Putting your car on park by the sidewalk, you slam the door behind you before you can make your way up to the people who called you for help.

Oh forms on their lips at the sight of you on their doorstep. My comes in a bulldozer throwing their asses off the roof as they scramble to open the grill, holding onto their hearts (and balls) in the process because - “Fuck!”

“Y/N! That hurts!”

“Good! It was supposed to! You guys know that he can’t handle alcohol that well and you went ahead and gave him just that. Are you-”

“Y/N?!” A voice yells into the air, reaching you in a speed that ricochets your eardrums because sometimes his sneeze alone can make fifteen people get a heart attack so yes, it was that loud, someone might call the cops. Jimin and Jungkook take it as a perfect time to bounce (claiming to give you space to tend to the poor boy pressed up to the glass window like a lover waiting for his own to return). You decide to deal with them later, closing the door behind you with a quick lock before you dart over because - “Tae!”

He’s completely melted on the floor, as if he’s trying to glue himself there with a giddy chuckle. His breath reeks of alcohol but you find it isn’t that bad when Taehyung smiles like he can grow flowers with them. Sighing, you remain on your knees beside him who stays still with his eyes screwed shut. It’s a time to take a breather when he turns into stone. But you out of all people know it’s just a matter of time before he springs into action.

There are a few types of drunk people in this world that you were familiar with. Loud, obnoxious and have no sense of gauging the human’s personal bubble space, one. Soft, giggly and seemingly swaying from left to right much like a palm tree whilst murmuring to themselves, two. Clingy, very clingy, too damned clingy, koala level clingy, three. All of the above, four. Synonym: Kim Taehyung.

You’re proven right when he snaps up out of nowhere and you have to catch your heart breath. Your efforts are doubled when he lunges at you, not even towards you but right at you. Like, bullseyes motherfucker. The air in your lungs feel like its punched out, the force Taehyung exerts to hug you tight and he may be laughing but this hurts.

Of course, you try your best to put up with him. Arms coming around to steady him before you - thud - never mind.

He laughing in your ear when you land on the carpeted floors along with him. Despite the impact, it softens with his arms that act like a cushion. You don’t think too much about it, focusing on how you’re going to get this boy to his bedroom because apparently from the struggles of Jimin and Jungkook, Taehyung refuses to budge unless it was you. So now that you’re here, it’s like he’s grown roots to stay here forever (which you will leave him the way you found him if he continues).

The nasty side of you doesn’t have the chance to come out when you feel bad thinking if you really did leave him. So you try to push him up even though it’s impossible, a game lost right as it started. Calling his name again and again doesn’t seem to help and this boy better not be sleeping. With a squeeze you give him by his waist, he whines and his entire weight rests on you. Legs tangled as they stretch out and shadows intertwining past the moonlight, you can’t enjoy it even if you wanted to because - “Tae please get up, you’re hurting me,”

It elicits an instant reaction, borderline to the speed of light when he sits up at the mere thought of bringing you harm. Apologies fly out of his mouth, one after another, before he can finish the first he’s mumbling the next, then it’s to following you mindlessly when you get to stand on your feet. With his hands holding onto yours, you heave him up and only go so far to the sofa. You agree with your mind that it’s the best you could do when he’s getting comfortable, a little bit more when you adjust his head to the armrest and you know it’s only a matter of seconds before he knocks out completely.

But he refuses to let you go.

He’s hugging your arm to his chest, smiling sheepishly with sleep infusing his body. You find it amusing, sitting by his side because there’s enough space on the sofa and humoring him to let him have his way before he dozes off. However, when he starts mumbling a few words that you can’t seem to make up with your name in it, you’re ready to fight him because are you insulting me right now? After me trying to help your ungrateful ass?

When you lean in closer to get an answer, the chewed up syllables and slurred up words translates into a soft mantra of I like you. I like Y/N. I like… you, Y/N. In that second, your heart stops, along with the seconds after that but you can’t quite believe it so you - “C-Could you repeat that, Tae?”

Silence.

Heavy breathing.

Silence.

“T-Tae…?”

Silence… snoring.

Chuckling, from you.

“Goodnight, Tae.”

A smile, from him, in his sleep.

Goodnight, Y/N.

thisismylameassname  asked:

Okay, so, I've said this before... but: I noticed that Matt and Lance's brother looks similar (Hair/Skin- wise) and, imagine when Voltron gets Matt back, Lance just suddenly starts crying and hugging Matt. Matt is all, "Lol, wyd, k..."

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It was like seeing a ghost. The boy in front of him was like a figment from the past, someone he’d been dreaming about night after night as he lost track of the passage of time in the endless empty void of space.

Leo. Leo with his shaggy dark hair, resting wildly at the nape of his neck. Leo with his sharp face and lopsided grin. Lance’s brother.

Rationality told him it wasn’t Leo, of course. It was Matt Holt. He could see it in the lightness of his skin and hair, in his height, in the fact that Pidge currently had a vice grip around his waist. But that didn’t stop hot, raw emotion from flooding his chest. It didn’t stop the tears prickling in his eyes.

Shiro was hugging Matt now, and they were speaking softly in choked but laughing tones. Pidge still clung to him, tears streaming down her face, babbling her joy unintelligibly.

“Lance,” Hunk’s voice was at his ear, soft but insistent. “Are you okay, man?”

Lance found himself surging forward, his throat burning, his chest tight. He remembered the last time he’d seen Leo, a family visit at the Garrison. He remembered him ruffling his hair, congratulating him on him on making fighter class, teasing him ceaselessly. He remembered the brief but tight hug he’d received as they made their leave.

Without thinking, just as Shiro distangled himself from Matt, Lance threw him arms around him in a crushing hug.

“Woah,” the word came in a shocked breath from Matt. “Uh… hello. Um, it’s Lance, right?”

Lance ignored him for a moment, thinking of his own brother, how he so wished he had hugged him tighter and longer when he saw him last, how he wished he’d kissed his mother’s cheek or lifted his sister off her feet. For a moment he poured his emotion into Matt Holt.

He moved back, slowly, flushing as embarrassment started to wash over him. “Um, yeah,” he rasped, his voice strangled with tears. “Lance. It’s, uh… good to finally see you.”

Matt gave him a genuine if slightly uncomfortable smile, and Pidge eyed him curiously but withheld comment. He felt Shiro’s hand rest on his shoulder and flashed his leader a sheepish smile.

He was glad Pidge had found her brother. He was so proud of her strength and so overjoyed that she could finally be with Matt again.

And he was only the tiniest bit jealous.

           WHAT’S UP MY DUDES, it’s your gurl, Whoopi™ here. I know I’ve said this SO MANY TIMES, but I am PROUD of EACH and EVERY ONE OF US for making the OXENFREE ANNIVERSARY a success!! College, school, and work has made a lot of us busy and, that’s okay!! Don’t mind the inactivity for the next couple of months, WE JUST WANTED TO GIVE YOU GUYS A HEAD’S UP ON THE NEXT PROJECT!!
           We wanted to do a THEME that focused on SUMMER since that’s when we’ll be kicking things back on track here in Night Surprise Studios. So, what’s a better way to that than draw the Oxenkids having fun like the normal teenagers they are?? That’s right you guys, THIS SUMMER, AN OXENFREE ZINE IS COMING TO A TOWN NEAR YOU!!
           APPS WILL OPEN SOMETIME AROUND MAY, so anticipate for that announcement, my dudes!! SPREAD THE WORD, you guys, we’re STOKED to make another AWESOME project again!!

happy selfie night! this has been the longest week of my life and it’s only wednesday :)))) but i still found time to look cute so i guess that makes it worth it

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