Wendigo!Yang AU

Rosefire OC

Lookie lookie, I’m happy with her design c:

Falconstar

Friend needed cat. I gave cat.

Note don’t steal this art or use this in your own RPs as I will find you c;

I Send The Storm

Let them go!

Angsty theory

Spoilers for the newest episode of Sanders Sides!

So after watching the episode a few times it feels like they’re almost setting it up for Roman to take Janus’ place? At least for a little bit anyway.

Here me out.

The last ten minutes or so of the episode, with Janus’ revealing his name, Roman’s reaction, Janus’ retaliation and comparing him to his brother Remus?  

He looked to the others, almost expecting them to agree with him about his views on the deceitful side.

He becomes in a way, scared, on how the others view him. Looking to Thomas in a way that begs for him to understand, to confirm that he is right and that he is still his hero.

When Thomas agrees. He looks to Janus and sees him nodding. We don’t know if he was nodding to say Thomas was being truthful or not.

He tries to sway the others views, expressing that deceit is evil and that Thomas is not.

When Patton tries to give him words of comfort, telling him that he is still loved.

He sinks out.

So that begs the question. 

With this whole episode being centred around games. When you want to add a character to your party what do you do?

You remove an existing member.

“Fursuiting has a certain dimming effect on one’s senses.

My senses aren’t razor sharp on the best day, so cover me in fur, take away a good portion of my hearing and vision, and I become a tad ineffectual in navigating the world around me.

Rambling up the pier on a sunny Sunday, I became aware of a  sudden heaviness in my right leg.“Uh oh,” I thought. “Stroke.”

Upon closer examination, I discovered that my difficulty walking was not caused by a blood clot, but rather this young man who had anchored himself to my side.

Relieved, I patted his head, gave him the happy paws and looked around for the camera. Surely his parents were taking pictures of their giddy son and the giant canine.

It was then I realized that he was sobbing, and no cameras, let alone parental units, were in evidence.

Dogs I understand. Children are a mystery to me. Worried that I had crushed his little foot, or smacked him with my tail, I asked him what was the matter.

“I can’t find my daddy!” He said between hiccups. “That’s OK,” I said. ‘I’ll sniff him out for you.“ “Really? You promise?” He gripped me tighter and brightened a little. “Of course! I’m a search and rescue dog. No problem.”

He grinned and held my paw and I then realized that I had better locate pops post haste or the kid would grow up not to trust talking dogs. I couldn’t have that.

We walked slowly up the pier, searching for daddy, both trying to smile for the tourists. Little Carlos related that his papa had been fishing, but had moved to a new spot on the rail. The kid had walked over to look at a seagull, and somehow lost track of  his dad’s position. I wagged. I was looking for a guy fishing from the pier, and that narrowed my search to only a few hundred blokes. Piece of cake.

“What does your daddy look like?” I asked. “He’s wearing a white t-shirt.” Carlos offered. I looked around. So were 90% of the others fishing.

Sensing that I needed more information, he thought hard for a moment. “He fishes with squid!” He exclaimed, convinced that hunk of knowledge would lead us to pops like no other.

We walked up and down the pier. Twice. Carlos started to cry again, and I felt a peculiar mix of compassion, panic and failure. What if we never found his dad? I’d have to raise him as my own. Where would he sleep? What do kids eat? Kids grow up so fast. How could I afford shoes and tiny fursuits every 6 months?

Just when we were both about to dissolve into sobbing puddles,a frantic man came running towards us, brandishing a fishing rod and a look of profound relief. I’ll never forget it.

“Mijo!” He exclaimed, scooping up the kid and hugging him so tightI thought he might pop. They were both crying and smiling and a flood of relief washed over me. I wouldn’t have to worry about making pint sized DTD’s after all….

Carlos Sr. shook my paw vigorously and thanked me again and again for taking the time to help his boy. He had no idea howthey became separated, but a nice lady on the end of the piertold him that a talking dog was wandering around with a lost kiddo.At least I was easy to spot.

As father and son resumed their day of pescatory bliss, I feltlike a very good dog. Crisis averted, I continued my stroll, heading decidedly for the watering hole with the coldest beer. 

I may not be much of a search and rescue dog, but I felt like it at that moment.“

-Dogbomb

If you can boost this if you have no information, we need to help these guys out x

Dear readers,

I'm reaching out to you right now, not out of joy, but out of fear. Cocoa-fells (riz-gukgak-is-best) is not responding to messages after posting that she was scared of possible actions her homophobic religious parents might take if they figured out that she and her sister were LGBTQ+. Cocoa is a genderfluid biromantic asexual (I'll be using she/her for this post) and her sister is gay.

Cocoa contacted @fangirlsftw (aka Katie) and I on the 8th (we've both known her for about a year and spoke off and on) really worried about her parents finding out her and her sister's identities and how the controlling (taking away of electronics, not allowing contact, etc.) and verbal threats had been escalating with her parents and her friend's parents. Her parents also believe gays are evil. Katie suggested a gofundme to help her raise the funds to get out of the environment with her sister, her best friend (who is also in a bad situation), and her dog. She also agreed to do a daily check in with me and a relative.

Basically My Life

Basically My Life

riz-gukgak-is-best: “cocoa-fells: “Hey I need some helphttps://www.gofundme.com/f/get-us-out-of-a-homophobic-home-asap My sister (14), my be

After the post went up, Cocoa found out that her mom had gone to her stepdad with suspicions about her and her sister. She said that her parents believed their lies about the LGBTQ+ stuff, but they did find out that her sister was no longer a believer and that Cocoa had doubts (she said that she told them she was leaning towards yes, but still). They appeared to take it remarkably well, but Cocoa still felt anxious due to them nearly finding out everything after successfully hiding her identity for so long.

Cocoa's last check in was October 12th at 10:20pm EST. Her gofundme was taken down and refunds were issued. On October 15th at 5:52pm, I got this message.

The message wasn't written in her normal voice and felt... off, so I reached back out to make sure that the person could confirm that they were Cocoa (and not someone else with her account information). No response. Katie and several of our friends have reached out as well and got no response from her tumblr or discord. Not long after that, Cocoa's tumblr account was deactivated.

If you have any information, please reach out to us. Otherwise, please boost this so that it might be seen by someone who can help.

And before anybody says it, I know that this is the internet. That I could be in for a world of hurt and heckling by the end of all of this. But the truth is, I will never let the possibility of hurt feelings stop me from ensuring that a friend is safe. So please, humor me for now and help however you can.

Eons ago I was crying because Sai ate this image and refused to give it back. It acted like this picture just did not exist and I spent hours trying to recover it. SOMEHOW when I transferred my folders from my laptop to my PC, the image magically and miraculously reappeared and I found it today and I am ECSTATIC for y'all to finally see it! Merman Roman in all his pretty glory. I’m so happy TTwTT <3

If you like it, please reblog it! <3

We can't ibuprofen our way outta this one boys

Brairpaw?

Quality why do you do this to me-

Anyway ignoring the fact that no matter how many times I resize this it lowers to quality I’ll just keep it like this for now :P

So here’s my friends OC Flameheart comforting Brairpaw my OC at her mothers death c:

had fun with color palettes