#2017-best

[twist-shout-and-shells]

Happy pride to the Brazilian prime time soap opera that just introduced an asexual character!!! And he's a forty-something year old man!!! Who had no idea the word asexual even existed!!! Even though he had always felt like that!!! And it was treated so well!!! His sister said she didn't understand but that she didn't need to understand to love him!!!

Can you tell I'm crying? Prime time soap opera has basically dictated what Brazilian discuss and embrace since the dawn of television!!! I'm so fucking happy

[figureskatingpenguin]

Alysa Liu (USA): 2025 World Championships

Returning from a two-year retirement, Alysa Liu concludes her comeback season as the 2025 World Champion, scoring her personal best scores in international competition! She is the first US woman to win the title in 19 years, since Kimmie Meissner in 2006. She now enters the Olympic season as the defending World champion. 🥇

"If there was no one on Earth, I would still skate. As long as there’s music and as long as there’s ice and our skates, I would still do it." - Alysa Liu, on her renewed love for the sport

[narnour-momo-007]

Happy (belated) birthday to the sillies :D🎉

[m3tr0n0m333]

IVE BEEN WANTING TO USE THIS IMAGE ALL OF A SUDDEN SO.

[zerohirrotries]

Can not believe this duck has been around for 91 years!

One of my favorite characters, so happy he has been around for so long.

[pien-art]

pink in the night or whatever

ty for the hiqsqueak request anon <3

[webbytbh]

Webby getting excited to hang out with May and June

Webby doesn't have many friends besides her brothers. She's probably a outcast at school and is seen like the weird girl due to her being hyperactive and love of learning.

Back when I was in kindergarten, these girls at my school were arguing over who got to be which Disney princess. And my dumbass who believed everything I learned on TV and learned that sharing is caring from mlp. Told them that they could share and could all be the same princess, and then they looked at me like I was stupid. And I feel like that what Webby in this au would do as well.

So when she meets May and June, she tries her best to be their friends. But throughout their hang out, Webby feels left out. Because of how May and June knew each other their whole life and even have these inside jokes that Webby doesn't understand. Similarly to what happens in the episode "Beagle Birthday Massacre" and maybe that's also how she meets Lena in this au.

[14dayswithyou]

Hi, Howdy! Hey! I really love your novel!! I got a little confused by the 4 day, may maybe you help me please? who is it? why we got the bad end staying the night in Ren’s apartment and he disappear of the home screen? I can’t understand “unset memory” game, sorry if I wrote smth wrong or smth sounds rude, I swear that I didn’t mean it if happened, I’m really a fan of the novel, I’ve been playing the game since day 1 or 2 I guess, probably day 1, english isn’t my first language, but I tried lol

⌞♥⌝ I hope you don't mind me answering these as bullet points!! ^^

"It" will be revealed later in the game! So I won't reveal too much right now.

You can only get the Dead End in Day 4 by staying at Ren's apartment — the rest of your choices before that don't matter. I'd also pay closer attention to the black smoke and Ren's reaction towards it!

Ren disappears from the home screen because he promised to help the player out (and stop them from getting the Dead End again). Try replaying the game again from the beginning for a surprise!

"Unsent Memories" was another visual novel (initially being written by @10chimes / @unsentmemory, though the project has since been dropped and handed back to me /pos) and is set in the same universe as 14 Days With You. Its storyline and characters are completely separate from 14DWY, so you don't have to worry about them while playing 14DWY.

[moomoofoo]

thank you magia record

[doctorsiren]

If your art requests are still open could you draw Reigen to go with the Mob you drew?

Hes been infecting my brain recently

my brother and I started watching it again last night :3

[cina027]

:3🔪

[dewey-ing-it]

Donald “my wife is a bitch and I like her so much” Duck🩷🖤

[p1zzaparty]

And if i told you one of my favorite characters from It, specifically the 2019 sequel where we saw her for .2 seconds pulling Richies annoying ass down, was Maggie Tozier would you believe me

[sweetverine]

eyes ahead | logan howlett.

warnings : dbf!logan, no use of y/n, pet name (princess), sexual tension but nothing else happens.

a/n: HELLOO i really wanted to write something about dbf!lo lately.. i saw an artist's work and couldn't stop thinking about it, if you want to see it, it's here!! and this came out yay, (i'm also working on purrfect family, i promise) english isn't my first language so if anything's weird or wrong please let me know, Enjoy! ♡⁠

The sun pierced through the window as you played with the fabric of your dress. The soft but present music from the radio made the situation less awkward, your father had decided that you should learn how to shoot, And who better to teach you than his best friend Logan?

Your father had gotten a last-minute call –something about a busted pipe back at the workshop– and left with nothing but a “Logan will take care of ya, kid” tossed over his shoulder. You nodded, unsure if you were more annoyed at being treated like a child or at being left with the man who made you feel anything but one.

They used to go to the countryside to break some bottles and cans, just to practice when they were young. Some hunting in the forest was a common hobby between them too. Now, Logan was driving his old truck, heading to the desolate camp where he and your father used to go from time to time.

Your eyes wander out the window, admiring the whole landscape and the warmth of the environment, yet the feeling of his presence was even heavier. Men like Logan weren't everywhere, Or rather, there's no other man like Logan. That intensity in his eyes you couldn't find anywhere else, that look that made your pulse flutter and your stomach fill with butterflies.

Logan steered the wheel with ease, his expression neutral. Your gaze shifted to his hands, large and calloused with veins that decorated their appearance. You swallowed before you looked away, That's rude, your mother would say.

without realizing the truck rattled to a stop, You were brought out of your thoughts when you heard Logan's door close and decided to head down as well.

Your dress wasn't one of the best options to wear when learning how to handle a gun, you were afraid that your outfit choice would make you look a little ridiculous in front of him. you waited for him while he grabbed the gun, easily, as if it belonged in his hands.

“Help me with something.” He huffed, while watching that everything was okay with the rifle. “Go position the bottles on that fence.” He nodded at some bottles in the back of his truck.

You obeyed almost immediately, not wanting to cause him any more trouble, carefully taking as many as you could in your arms, walking to where he indicated, leaving the bottles there, returning to his side.

“come here.” His gruff voice demanded, Holding the gun close to his body. You looked at it slowly, and approached him.

“What do I have to do?” Your eyes stray to look at him, His deep gaze never leaves yours, as he carefully hands you the gun.

“Come on, I'll show you, that's what your old man wants, right?” He said, looking away, Logan crossed his arms, his knuckles drawn and tense. It was a stance of his, one of those he used when he tried not to say what he was thinking.

“open the lever,” he nodded towards your hands, the gun cold against your dress. You followed his instructions, listening carefully. The metal groaned softly as the barrel bent down, revealing the two empty chambers. His large hand precisely fitted the shells into place.

“Now close it.” he muttered, and you did. Feeling the weight settle in your arms. “That 's it..” He whispered, what looked like a smile appeared on his lips.

You smiled softly too, Carrying out such an easy action like that lifts your spirits a little. Now comes the difficult part, shoot correctly and not die trying. You didn't know where to start, you turned around, looking for his guidance.

“Need help?” He raised an eyebrow, getting closer to you.

“Kind of.” you said, gulping, feeling your pulse racing as he stood behind you His chest pressed lightly against your back, the warmth of him radiating through the fabric of your dress.

“put shotgun stock on your shoulder.” He whispered in your ear, as his hands rested on yours, guiding you into the correct position.

“Am I doing it right?” you ask, internally seeking his approval. Logan improved your grip on the shotgun.

“you're doing pretty well.” His deep voice echoes in your ears, making your skin crawl. With your heart in your mouth, you gripped the gun tighter, pointing towards a bottle.

“pull the trigger, don't be afraid.” one of his hands goes to your waist, holding you in place, You can't help but lose focus, his casual grip was magical, making your cheeks blush and create a heat between your legs. You tense up a little, trying to look at him.

“Eyes ahead, Angel.” He warns, looking ahead. You took a deep breath, mimicking him. Your eyes focused on your target, your finger settled on the trigger, squeezing it without much further ado. The sound of the shot rang out quickly, your arms moving a little thanks to the strength but Logan kept you still.

Your first bullet doesn't really hit anything. You sighed.

“Not bad, princess.” He whispered, letting go of you, your waist already missing his hand, and your body his warmth.

you lower the shotgun with a small huff, trying not to show your disappointment.

“Didn’t hit shit,” you murmur.

Logan chuckles under his breath, the sound gravelly and quiet. “Takes time.” He approaches the car to grab more shells from the box, His movements are effortless. You can’t help but watch the way his back flexes beneath the fabric of his flannel.

He offers two shells on his big open palm, You smile, grabbing the two of them quickly.

“Try again.” He says, looking at you.

You nodded, putting the shells in their place like he taught you, closing the shotgun with a satisfying click. He moves behind you again, not touching you yet.

“raise your elbow a little higher.” He whispered in your ear, you do as he says, your finger is about to shoot, you concentrate on the bottle, You sigh as you calculate where the bullet will go.

You fired again, hitting the bottle. Your hands put the gun down again, smiling with pride.

“Very good, Princess.” He looked at you, squeezing your shoulder. your stomach fills with butterflies as he mutters those words. You wanted to keep doing this even more. Maybe it wasn't so bad.

The sun was setting as you practiced and practiced, night was beginning to arrive. Logan and you were having enough fun to forget about the world around both. The casual touches that crossed the thin line of what was right between you were present all afternoon. You couldn't help but wonder if Logan had noticed it too.

“We should go, your father would kill me if you caught a cold in that dress.” He says, with a cigar between his teeth. You chuckle, handling him the shotgun.

“Okay, maybe my dad is waiting for us.” You said without much, calmly. You helped pick up the things and then got into the truck with him.

The return was silent, yet not as awkward as the first time, It was slowly getting dark. You looked out the window at the road, letting the air blow through your hair until you recognized your house. You got out of the truck with Logan. At a calm pace they entered your house, where your father greeted both enthusiastically.

“How did it go? She didn't cause you much trouble, did she?” Your father chuckled, talking to Logan, who did not take his heavy gaze off you.

“No. She behaved herself.” He paused, his eyes still on you.

“She's a fast learner.”

You could feel your cheeks heat up, you looked away, swallowing hard.

“Yes, Logan is good at it.. taught me to aim well” You say, remembering how his large hands remained on your waist, how his voice echoed in your ears and how his chest pressed against your back. It made you remember other matters to resolve.

like the pulsating and wet situation between your legs.

[secretsofthewilde]

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Credit: @shedrewthehallelujah

[grackleshells]

In the midst of all this amazing and highly anticipated Agatha hype; I feel it’s important to acknowledge another marvel character who also possessed intense homoerotic tension with her rival and neighbor,,, the og girl kisser herself,,, Dottie Underwood 💄