#A MENACE (affectionately)

[ennn]

(Source)

This image suddenly feels very relevant.

[ryllen]

too tired to doodle properly, but have a florid

[pucksandpower]

Formula 1 was much more fun when drivers ignored team orders … so this is my petition for everyone to channel their inner Multi 21 era Sebastian Vettel from now on

[habunshu]

小小悟空。。。baby monkey wukong to me….. (link)

[shitapril]

lando calling oscar “oscariño” on his story - oh he’s playing carlando, landoscar and carcar fans all at once

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Eddie watched Dustin with Eddie's brand new kitten. She was sleeping until Dustin picked her up. Eddie narrowed his eyes.

Eddie: *under his breath* Just you wait, Henderson, just you wait. . .

Later that night. . .

Dustin was fast asleep when Eddie snuck into his room. Glaring down at the sleeping boy, Eddie grabbed him and picked him up. Dustin screamed.

Eddie: IT'S NOT SO GREAT, IS IT? TO JUST PICK SOMEONE UP WHILE THEY'RE SLEEPING?!

Dustin: IS THIS ABOUT YOUR CAT?! . . . PUT ME DOWN, I GET IT! *Eddie dropped him* . . . Jesus, Eddie, how did you get in here?

Eddie: Your mom let me in.

Claudia: Never wake a sleeping kitten, Dusty!

Dustin: Oh my god, I don't like you two teaming up against me.

Eddie: Well, get used to it. . .your mama is boinking my uncle. . .

Dustin: WHAT?!

Eddie: Anyway. . .sweet dreams, Henderson. . .it's going to be so much fun having a little brother. . .

Dustin: Like, I'm going to be able to sleep after that. . .Jesus H Christ. . .

[neptt00n]

im not showing this to twitter

[imma-bunni]

My piece for the MDZS Big Bang 2024! One of my favorite scenes in the whole fic: purring catxian and hairbrushing (ch. 3)👌🐈‍⬛✨

I was so luck to get paired with one of my favorite authors!! This fic is so adorable and hilarious and I absolutely recommend ♡ Everyone on my team is so nice and created such amazing stuff, I recommend all of them as well!

Stray Cat Strut by @scarlettohairdye

An amazing Podfic (ft. Very Impressive cat noises) by @keriarentikai

And adorable menace-catxian art by Lexi_noodlearts

♡♡♡!

[hopsbyers]

clark kent | season nine episode thirteen

[myboybreakscoffins]

A Picture Worth a Thousand Gasps

jegulus & wolfstar microfic — fluff, Remus’ POV — word count: 628

note: this is for @starchaser-has-my-heart who asked for James and Remus's reaction to Sirius' (and Reg's) antics in "Rookstar Raccoon", it can be read as a sequel or as a standalone

The three boys were sprawled across the Potters’ backyard lawn, sunbathing and working through their second cup of coffee for the day, when Effy appeared in the doorway holding a letter.

“You got mail, James,” she said with her usual smile, handing it to her son, who accepted it with lazy fingers and zero urgency. “Monty and I have to run an errand. Call me if anything happens, alright?” she added, brushing James’s cheek with the back of her hand.

“Alright, Mum,” James replied nonchalantly as he tore open the envelope.

“And don’t make anything happen,” she called over her shoulder, catching up with her husband at the porch steps. There was a mischievous sparkle in her eye, more teasing than stern.

“Yes, Mum!” the three boys chorused in unison, grinning. It was the kind of promise none of them had any real intention of keeping.

Remus watched the couple disappear into the house, then turned back to his friends. Peter had already taken the letter and was reading it silently, his face lighting up with barely contained laughter, while James stared at what looked like a small photograph, absolutely transfixed.

“Who’s it from?” Remus asked, curiosity finally getting the better of him.

James swallowed thickly and muttered without looking up, “Padfoot.”

That name alone was enough to send a jolt of anticipation through Remus’s chest. They’d barely heard a thing from Sirius since the summer holidays had started—never a good sign. “Is he okay?”

“He says they had to go to one of those hellish, stuck-up parties, but—” Peter leaned over James’s shoulder and let out a low whistle, eyebrows raised. “Well, that’s… interesting.”

Remus felt a ripple of anxiety spike through him. If Peter found it hilarious, it was probably ridiculous. But James—James looked like he’d been stunned into silence and that was never a good sign.

Peter finally seemed to clock Remus’s increasingly fidgety state. “He’s fine, Remus,” he said with an eye roll. “Actually, Pads found a way to entertain himself. You might want to see the photo he sent.”

Remus didn’t hesitate. He reached out and swiped the photo clean out of James’s hands. None of this made any sense, it was simply absurd.

“Oi!” James groaned, blinking like he’d just been pulled out of a dream.

Then Remus saw it. 

The photo.

Sirius and Regulus Black, shoulder to shoulder and dressed to the nines, were raising their champagne glasses looking directly into the lens—straight at him—with flirtatious smirks and a level of intensity that practically sizzled.

Two pairs of beautiful icy grey eyes, framed by charcoal black.

Merlin's saggy left testicle, were they wearing eyeliner?

Remus felt his face go up in flames. “They look very…” He trailed off, unable to land on anything remotely appropriate for referring to his best friend—or his best friend’s brother.

“Hot,” Peter supplied without a hint of shame. “The word is hot. H-O-T.” He nudged James, grinning. “Don’t you think, Prongs?”

Remus forced himself to look away from the photo to look at his friend, who was still oddly quiet. Suspiciously so.

James’s face was bright red, eyes wide, fixed on the back of the photo that Remus was holding as if it would disappear if he took his eyes off it.

Remus narrowed his eyes, instinctively tightening his grip on the photo. James hadn't moved—yet—but there was a look in his eye that screamed give it back. 

And Remus was absolutely prepared to fight him for it.

Peter elbowed him again. “Oi, Prongs!”

“Ugh?” James blinked, clearly too far gone. 

“I said Sirius looked hot,” Peter repeated, now barely keeping his laughter in.

James nodded distractedly. “Mm, yeah, he looks hot too.”

Peter snorted. “Merlin, you’re about to get a nosebleed, mate. Pull yourself together.”

[2aceofspades]

1D warm-ups~

Been a quick minute

(:

[wu-does-art]

jus sayin'

[once-in-a-blood-moon]

man solomon already says "adorable apprentice" all the time he's gonna get 10 times worse when he can say "adorable spouse"

You're so right, omg. I imagine everyone's taken up a communal board at this point that reads "Days Since Solomon's Called MC His 'Adorable Spouse'" and it's always marked at zero. It's basically pointless because nothing's going to stop Solomon from calling you that. If anything, it eggs him on to say it more just to rub it in and to piss everyone else off.

And just to emphasize, he flashes the ring on his finger when he can.

"Ah, I apologize but I already have plans. My adorable spouse and I-" raises his hand and wiggles his ring finger, letting the diamond sparkle in the light, "are going to see the Devildom Symphony Orchestra this weekend for our anniversary. You know, since it was essentially our first date together before they became my precious appren- Hey, where are you going?"

[slutforpringles]

via visacashapprb

[doodlingwren]

"I depend on you..." "Do I or do you?"

My take on the "I depend on you" art trend from Twitter✨ Every now and then I want to draw something with bright colors... and blood

[zylphiacrowley]

Happy slightly belated Nameday Arsay!

Arsay Nun, of course belongs to @wildstar25