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Did anyone else try to imagine that the flirty scene between Minnick and Arizona in the elevator last night was instead Jackson and April? 👇 this Japril: Come back to us! Please?

Day 6: Home (or the lack thereof)

@team-chaotix-week

You get a quick sketch today because I am in a critical state of sleep deprivation ✌️

Bonus and talking under the cut:

I originally wanted to make a comic of how the Chaotix lost their house during the events of Sonic Forces. Maybe Eggman and Infinite went after all of Sonic's friends specifically and that's how a giant robot tore their roof and most of their walls appart. While fighting with the resistance, they slept in a old storage room repurposed as a dormitory for all members, and they had to share an old bunk. In my mind Vector built the house not so long after adopting his kids, and before that he lived with Nite and Don (of course). So while they do their best to survive, he swears to rebuild everything but bigger and better so that Charmy and Espio can go back to live as normally as possible.

And all that I am saying was supposed to appear in a comic but I really didn't feel like doing it so I'll just share the draft I did :D

Through the years (animated versions)

@vvisteriae

sketched this out, I hope its alright. someone edit this thang, I cant use tech to save my life. this is where my skills lead up to.

𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ ♥︎

افتحني ، أخبرني أنك هكذا ، ضاجعني حتى الموت ، أحبني حتى أحب نفسي

“Matter cannot be created nor destroyed, thus In the beginning there was nothing. From nothing I came, for which I am nothing. Perhaps I am something somewhere, at sometime, but certainly I am nothing nowhere. To which I will ultimately return to my nothingness. For if there is nothing, nothing is lost. Thus I morn no absence, because somewhere, perhaps we are together in our nothingness and not remanence of past energies that bonded then broke. I try to relish in my nothingness because somewhere I am with you and you are with me and we are endless, but it doesn’t change the fact that I am nothing and thus I feel nothing.

Because at one time, I felt everything.

I’ve come to the conclusion the everything and nothing must be the same, there is no beginning nor end to it, the line between must be blurred because I cannot recall when feeling everything became nothing.”

<3 Victoria-Grace

[formerly known as Lavender Grey]

Halt and Will reuniting.

Scene requested by @/pechoraflow :] We ended Ranger Gathering with Will being taken to Skandia, so that's a perfect way to start drawing again, I think x]

Our Own Choices First Draft — Fox and Bly confronting Cody

Bly and Fox shared one last, long look before Bly activated the panel. The doors slid open on near silent tracks. There, across the room, standing by the thick transparisteel window and gazing out into the ever-changing space outside of their ship, stood the Commander. Cody. His helmet was off, nowhere to be seen in the large room.

The way he held himself, arms clasped behind his back and stance strong, was so obviously Cody. Bly didn’t know how he had never seen it before. Well, he had seen it. He’d just thought it impossible. Fox had found reports, had heard it directly from the slimeball Emperor himself of Cody’s death. But here he was, standing before them, fighting alongside them and their brothers for fourteen long years without so much as a hint to his identity.

Bly and Fox made their way across the room, footsteps muffled but just loud enough as to give their movement away. Bly rubbed his arms, wishing for the warmth of his armor. Space was cold. But the plastoid was constricting. It wouldn’t allow him to drag Cody into the bone-crushing hug he had been yearning for since the dramatic asshole had whipped off his helmet and insulted Palpatine in so many colorful ways that he must have spent years coming up with them.

Bly stepped up to Cody’s left side, staring out into space along with him. Fox stopped on Cody’s right, and for several long moments, the three of them stood in silence.

Finally, Bly could not take anymore. “Why?” he said.

“There’re a dozen answers to that question. All depends on what you’re asking.”

Bly choked on a laugh. He’d forgotten how snarky Cody chose to be when it was just their batch. And Rex, but, well, he was practically a part of their batch at this point. He had been, at least. “You know exactly what I’m asking.”

“Then you know my answer.”

“Cody.” Fox cut in, sharp and straight to the point. Out of the corner of his eye, Bly watched the full-body shudder that wracked through Cody. Bly ignored the tight pang in his chest at the hidden motion. “We thought you were dead.”

“And so did I.”

Bly frowned. “We’ve been here for the past two years at least. That’s plenty of time when you could’ve told us. Hell, what about your own men from the 212th? They’ve been here since the beginning, and they’ve been mourning their commander this whole time.”

“Until I arrived on that planet and saw your faces, I was convinced you were both dead.” Cody still hadn’t looked at them. “After the Order went out… I looked for you. But Rex was killed when they turned on Tano. Wolffe was confirmed MIA almost immediately. Fox, you, you were always at the Chancellor’s side, I couldn’t risk that you would ever join me.”

His voice was flat and without any inflection. “So that left you, Bly. But a week later, all I found were reports that you ate your blaster.”

Fox sucked in a breath.

“And I thought about… I thought that maybe… I wondered if you made the only right choice left.” His whispered words should have died at their ears. Instead, they ricocheted around the cold, steel room. “Bly, you were the one I wanted to see most. Because you…” Cody sighed, eyes falling shut even as his head tilted backward. “You were the only one who could understand.”

“Understand what?” Bly thought he knew. There was really only one thing Cody could have meant by that. But how could Bly have never known before now?

Cody’s eyes opened, gaze locked on the rivets along the outer wall. “You loved your general. And I lov—” He cut himself off, tearing his eyes away to instead stare at the ground. “I love—” He tried again.

“Oh, Cody.” Bly’s heart was in his throat, breaking into pieces for the pain that was still so clearly etched across his brother’s face. There was a reason Cody wore his helmet more than the rest of them; he’d never been able to hide his true feelings when he was just so damn expressive. It’s how Wolffe had known if he had pushed Cody too far when they were still just cadets. “Why didn’t you tell us?”

“Rex told me to wait,” he said simply. “He thought it would be funny if you all saw me and… If you guessed. It wasn’t hard, apparently.” He loosed a breath from between his teeth. “Course, then the Order went out.”

“Cody, I’m so sorry.” Again, Cody shuddered at the sound of his name. Bly longed to drag his brother into his arms. But Cody wasn’t ready for that yet, not after so many years with no more contact than the mission required.

“It can’t be changed.”

“Doesn’t mean it hurts any less,” Fox murmured, stepping slightly closer to Cody. “And you’ve kept this inside for so long.”

“Why wouldn’t you tell us?” Bly asked, suddenly so full of rage at the self-imposed exile his brother placed himself in. “We’ve been here for years now, Cody. And it’s not just us. What about everyone from the 212th? They’ve been mourning their commander, their brother for so long and you’ve just been here the whole kriffing time?”

“I will not expect you to understand my actions.”

“Damnit, Codes, we want to talk to you, not the karking Commander! We’ve been around him enough.” Fox glowered at the side of Cody’s head. But Cody still didn’t look at either of them.

“He’s all that’s left.” Cody’s voice was devoid of emotion. He returned to looking out the viewport, the light of distant stars reflecting on his face. “Cody died the day he shot down his General and felt no remorse.”

“It was the chips,” Fox tried.

“I was still the one to follow the Order. And then my brothers were dying around me, and my batchmates were gone, and there was no one left to understand how I felt, and there was so much riding on my fucking shoulders. So, you do not get to come in here and lecture me. There is nothing else I have wanted more than to look at my brothers without a karking helmet between us, to actually be with them and not just be the karking Commander!”

Cody’s chest heaved, his fists clenched tight against his thighs. Fox and Bly exchanged a look, the same expression of worry and hurt flashing between them. Cody turned and paced several steps away from them. “You have no idea,” he started, voice low and tightly controlled, “how hard it has been this past decade, to see you, my closest brothers, and not be able to lessen your grief, to not hold you close and feel safe.”

“No one is making you do this.” Bly felt as if he were pleading, begging a brother to step back, step off the ledge.

Cody sighed, eyes still squeezed shut. “I know. But… I don’t deserve… I can’t… How can I be happy, Bly, when I killed him? I love, I loved, I loved him, and he loved me too. How can I ever forgive myself when the last thought he probably ever had was of how the men he trusted with his life were now the ones taking it?”

Bly stared at his brother. He had so much pent-up… self-hatred. Disgust with himself. Loathing of his actions that had not been his own actions at all. There was a distinct prickling at the back of Bly’s eyes as he watched Cody desperately try to hold the pieces of himself together.

“Cody.” Fox took a step toward Cody.

Cody’s shoulders shook. “Stop,” he bit out.

“Cody,” Fox said again.

Cody turned his head away, eyes still shut. His scar, the scar that was oh so distinctive, the scar that marked him as Cody, the scar Bly had searched for in vain on every brother he met, caught the faint light from above. “Stop it.”

“Let yourself be you again, Cody,” Bly said, closing the distance between them. The pair of them were once more in reach of their lost brother. “Doing this… hiding yourself away in repentance, it’s only letting Palpatine win.”

Cody flinched, but still, he didn’t look at them.

Fox pushed on. “I didn’t know your General well. None of us did, there… there wasn’t time. But I know he fought for our individuality, our sense of self that so much of the Republic tried to wash away. You’ve always been Cody, our Cody. But you never seemed so much like yourself, so confident in who you were and what you fought for, than after you joined Kenobi.”

“He’s dead now,” Cody whispered with a tremble in his voice.

“So, carry on his legacy.” Bly searched his brother’s face, familiar lines that meant upset and anger and stress, tightness in his jaw that meant stubbornness and fear. “Cody, won’t you look at us?”

“The helmet’s gone, Cody,” Fox murmured. “Let us see you. Look at us, please.”

Perhaps it was the ‘please.’ Fox never said it before, not unless the world was ending, or a brother was dying. Slowly, so slowly, Cody turned his head, entire body still trembling. His eyes slid open, and then it seemed as if he couldn’t get enough, gaze flickering between Bly and Fox and never staying still for more than a moment.

“Won’t it be so much more powerful,” Fox said, “when Palpatine is brought down by Cody and Fox and Bly, not just the Commander and his nameless clones?”

“Kenobi and… and Aayla.” Bly stopped, suddenly unable to speak beyond the burning in his throat. He dragged in a breath and continued. “They loved us, Cody. They loved us for who we are. Don’t erase that. Live as Cody, and do it for him. Do it for us, for all the brothers you have rescued. Please, we… we need you. We need Cody far more than we have ever needed the Commander.”

Cody heaved a broken sob, teeth tight against the sound in an attempt to keep it inside. He looked at the wall again, hands clenched around the edges of his armor. Bly fell silent, just watching his brother. If Cody was to come back to them… it would have to be on his own terms. Cajoling and pushing had never worked to make Cody see sense. He always was too stubborn for his own good.

“The Commander is all I know anymore.”

Bly’s heart threatened to break in two. His vision grew blurry. He blinked, hard.

Fox looked similarly affected. But he swallowed. Then he raised his chin and stared Cody down. “If that’s true, if… if you don’t know how to be Cody anymore, then why did you reveal yourself to Palpatine? Why now, after so many years of hiding your face?”

Cody looked at Fox, brow furrowed. “He was threatening you,” Cody said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Fox froze in place. “He scares the shit out of you, Fox, and nothing does that. No one is allowed to do that.” Cody shrugged, eyes still dancing over Fox’s face. “I thought I’d give him a new target to hate.”

Fox still wasn’t moving. Cody sighed and looked away, fingers still digging into his armor. “I… I should go. There’s a lot to do, now that I’ve karked everything up and—”

“Cody,” Fox breathed. “Oh, Cody, Cody, Cody.” He reached out, hands shaking as he brushed the side of Cody’s plastoid-covered arms. Cody stiffened but did not move as Fox dragged him in, crushing him against his chest. Fox was still repeating Cody’s name, burying his face against Cody’s hair, hands tight around his back.

Cody gasped, eyes wide and body trembling like a leaf in a storm. He crumbled into Fox’s hold, pressing his face against Fox’s neck as they clung to each other. “Cody, Cody, my Cody,” Fox continued to whisper like a prayer.

Bly surged forward, sweeping both his brothers into his arms. Bly and Fox squeezed Cody between them, hard plastoid hampering them only slightly. Bly’s forehead rest against the back of Cody’s neck, and his skin felt hot and feverish, a sign of the long, long years without a touch of comfort and love.

Bly couldn’t hold back the tears that trickled down his cheeks, melting down Cody’s neck and into the blacks under his armor. Cody continued to tremble, hands clutching desperately at Fox even as he pressed back into Bly.

“We’re here, Cody. We’re here, we’re here,” Bly murmured. “We have you. Let go, Cody, we have you.”

And so, Cody let go, the grief and anger and hatred that had been building up for over a decade with no outlet finally pouring from him in devastating waves. Cody did not cry, of that Bly was sure. But he trembled and shook and shattered beneath their hands, dry sobs and broken apologies, apologies that Bly meant to return but just could not find the words.

Bly had failed Cody for years, had failed him the day Bly had faked his death and ran from the Empire. But he would not fail him any longer. Cody would never feel alone again, would never feel the same lack of choice and want. Bly would make sure of it. Fox would as well, and the remainder of the 212th, and the 501st, and every brother in between.

For the first time in many, many years, Bly thought of the Jedi, of his Jedi, with only solid resolve. I promise, Aayla. And General Kenobi, if you can hear me. I won’t let him down. I’ll keep him safe. And we’ll avenge you. Palpatine will suffer for all he’s done, to you and to Cody and to everyone else. But for now, Bly kept his batchmates close and held them as if nothing else in the galaxy mattered. Nothing else ever would.

yuu headcanons!

since kagami doesn’t care abt yuu enough to give him hobbies / ‘interesting quirks’ that isn’t just stellar swordsmanship, i’d like to list off my headcanons on yuu’s hobbies as a kid / now

- yuu was never good with writing, but he was good with art. he’d draw the kids whatever the wanted growing up, and mika allowed him to paint on his back. he still does. yuu loves drawing cute, nature-esq things. he used to draw vent art and a lot of edgy, dark things, but now he has grown to draw soft, adorable portraits like him

- YUU PLAYS THE PIANO. and mika plays the violin so they make compositions together sometimes!!! or mika just loves to listen to yuu’s dramatic pieces. guren allowed yuu to take piano lessons as a kid bc he needed something else to focus on other than training

- yuu desperately wants to get into baking / cooking but fails because he can’t read well. kimizuki helps him with this.

- aside from his former pledge to eliminate the entire vampire race, he actually studied a bunch of anatomy and biology, including vampires + humans. he’s a science kind of guy, even if it might not seem like it!!!

- as a kid, he collected stuffed animals he think the hyakuya kids would like. they’re gone now, but he still has a bunch of them he keeps just in case they ever come back, or if their souls feel like playing with them in the afterlife.

- speaking of stuffed animals, YUU LOVES TEDDY BEARS!!! mika gets him teddy bears for his birthday / christmas and yuu is so grateful!! he just loves them

- yuu. is. FLEXIBLE. he can put his leg over his head, do a ballerina spin, and kick bad guys in the process.

- he meditates! he does it to keep his emotions in control and make sure the demon / seraph is completely out. especially after triggering them. he takes a moment to sit down and breathe and make sure his head is clear

- YUU LOVES TO DO HIS FRIENDS’ HAIR. he doesn’t have long enough hair to mess with it himself, but he puts mikas’ up in a man bun, braids shinoa’s, plays with mitsuba’s, and curls his fingers through his friends’ hair when he can because it’s just so nice and he likes to do it for them. he’s a people-pleaser

- i like to think yuu fidgets a lot, so he knows origami to keep him distracted! he loves to fold flowers.

thats most of his hobbies / quirks / interests but maybe one day when i come up with more i’ll add onto this… you guys can also add on if you have any headcanons for yuu!!! i’d love to hear them

Find somewhere nice, wait out the end of the universe?  

teeheehee. my favorite flea infested golden retriever >:)

Good Omens Season 2 has hurt my heart that nothing but Season 3 redemption can heal.

I was finally able to start the romance route with Jel AND BOI I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ;;

"I'm never scared of losing you as you flow in my nerves and I never lose my senses."

I seldom remember you but hearing your name casts a smile on my flaccid face and a tear rolls down my cheek.

"The second ur away, the world will be same as it was but that world would be damn importance for me."

I’m right…right?

a little thank you gift for @annaraebananawriter for writing an absolutely amazing continuation fic of my dreamtale confrontation comic!

honestly it’s made so well that i’d draw the entire fic if i could LMAO (but i can’t)

please go read it!! especially if you’re interested about nightmare’s reaction to this comic i made!

full props and credits to anna for the wonderful fic!

“Wilford was in there…”

Your actions have consequences, Captain.

Lost my reason all again

A/N: -VIOLENT COUGHING- I just want to apologize for what y’all are about to read. This was painful to write, in such a good way. If you want to blame someone, blame @dmnfox and @anon-jameson. Both of them, hecking talented and gave me the opportunity to write this. So, credit for this idea goes to both of them. Oh! Before you start reading, make sure to have this song playing while reading, since it’s part of the inspiration. Enjoy qwq

Trigger warnings: Blood, death, choking.

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Finally… after all these years, Henrik could finally have his revenge on the glitch. On the demon that held him captive for so long, the demon that hurt those he loves. After all this time, he was going to pay. And Henrik… he was going to enjoy every bit of it.

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This post by the lovely @fictionalsownme inspired me to draw some more angst featuring these two (/three), after the events of WKM.

The dramaturgical potential is huge! They’re outrightly sad characters of tragedy, with a tragic friendship story, and together, they make the saddest of sad tragedy! And I am actively sad about that.

I would’ve loved to see more of their dynamic, so, I guess that’s what fan art is for!

family photo!

See how I laugh at you // Sebastian Solace animatic

Idk how I’m so late to seeing this but...

OUR BOI BUMBLEBEE WENT TO SEE HIS GIRL PREFORM THEIR SONG!!!!!!

IM SCREAMING THIS IS TOOO CUTE. 💛🐝❤️

But lets be real like hailee is so fucking talented like damn ❤️

It‘s Mermay! So have some Merbatstarion 💓