He Knows What You Are

I just had the thought of Fang dragging Penny and Jagged to Marinettes since he is also not a person

mutual panic was had by all

we did it y’all!!!

i hope we get a proper ending lol - i’d be SURPRISED if this was their roundabout way of announcing season 5, but uh 👀

Random Quotes From My Quarintined School

Bitch 1: Why are you gay it’s gross

Person 1: Why are you a selfless crusty ass bitch? It’s gross

Person 2: Boobies-

I ruined the moment...

lucifer doodles

he's now my comfort character i love him very much your honor

"I'm so, so sorry you had to find out like that..."

I really hope these kids will be okay :( for now have a bonus:

Ahhhh so exited

So like… it’s been a month since I updated Windwheel aster, as an apology for not posting yet I thought I’d give you all an update on my progress????

Chapter title still unknown but it will start with ‘T’

Currently I’m on part 3 of my 10 scenes. 5839 words or 13 pages so far (I really wish it was more I’m so sorry-)

- Aether is on the verge of insanity and is in desperate need of sleep.

- Decarabian is having his center of attention era.

- Venti is frightened and taking after Rosaria.

- And rosemary is a pile of wool (mentally)

Meanwhile I’m walking around Mondstadt in-game trying to find my next victim in ‘which NPC am I going to give the main character treatment too’ reaching my hand out to the lowly one lined background characters and giving them a full backstory, trauma, and more than one line!

Here’s a little clip from the fic I guess?

Aethers POV of Mondstadt’s archon quest (he’s me Fr- idk if this is at all in-character or even funny/ appropriate to have in the scene, It honestly might be deleted depending on what the final draft looks like):

How?!

How did he figure it out?! What the hell, barbatos! You can just try to destroy three hundred years of his hard work like that!’

By this point the abyss prince was pulling at his braid from stress.

And then his sister shows up! The one that’s been missing for five hundred years! The one that he missed so dearly, shows back up helping barbatos steal back his fucking dragon!?

Un cool sis, uncool-

Three hundred years of work, wasted. Down the drain and tourn to sheads by the hands of barbatos, some overworked blond lady, an emo redhead and his missing sister!

there’s a place I know that’s tucked away

CAMP CAMP: With Friends Like These (x)

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]

I'm so in love this the idea of Hugo been down bad for Varian going feral