#does this count

[iwasonlytemporary]

Update: artist is iyaki09 on twt, but has apparently deleted their works due to reblogging :(

I did this a while back, (way before I was posting/ on tumblr) and at the time I had wanted to practice my colors, so I had decided to redraw one of my favourite posts on Pinterest. BUT

it’s been lost in my endless Bsd board, and I can’t find it for the life of me and I feel bad for posting something that was copied directly of another artist :((((

DOES ANYONE RECOGNISE/KNOW THE OP/REFERENCE???? 😭

[bornwholocker]

Guess who made even more of these stupid things

[traditionallymodern]

the porn ads on random websites but Mac just puts themself as the horny individuals in the area

[septiccoffeefreak]

"Are you a man or a woman?"

Am I flesh or bone? Do I peel the meat from my body or carve my skeleton out of myself? Which halves of myself do I keep, after the operation is done?

You come to me asking me this, asking me if I'm one or the other. Am I a man or a woman.

Fuck off.

[breadtheend]

Im so fucking hungry dude

[sachiko-cd]

Zenshuu. transformation sequence, key animation by Keisuke Toyoda

[void-thevoid]

i don't care if this is out of character i still love this idea

[wildflower-ramblings]

Let's sleep on mama

[rystiel]

[arachpool]

Logan gnaws on things as if he’s constantly teething. He’s always done it, and typically resorted to chewing the inside of his cheek or the rim of a bottle in the past. It was more acceptable that way. No one really batted an eye, nor did he make a big deal about it

Well, until Wade picked up on it.

He first noticed it when Logan would chew and grind his teeth against the glass rim of some cheap whiskey that lasted a grand three hours, at best, on a bad day.

After that, Wade would discreetly offer things for Logan to chew on, most of which were immediately denied.

Until one night Althea, Wade, and Logan were all sitting in the living space of their apartment, watching some British tv show that Wade was heavily interested in. He was practically latched onto Logan, arm wrapped around his shoulders and leaning into the latter.

Halfway through the night, Logan had slowly brought Wade’s hand to his mouth, gnawing on the knuckle of the mercenary.

Wade was ecstatic to say the least. He didn’t dare move an inch incase Logan suddenly became self-aware and pulled away.

Wade didn’t care about the slobber collecting on his hand, nor the idle pain from Logan’s canines digging into his skin. He barely even cared for the show now, watching Logan completely space out instead. The soft blue light from the TV illuminated Logan’s face almost beautifully, and Wade couldn’t help but be enamored.

He rested his head down on Logan’s shoulder finally (very slowly as to not alert the man), relaxing into the sensation and the fluttering in his stomach.

He prayed the moment wouldn’t ever end, closing his eyes and listening to Logan’s breathing. He could stay there forever if whatever celestial being allowed it.

[anbeeo]

I was rewatching it's a terrible life and when I saw what sam was drawing I knew i immediately had to make this

[tcogtease]

hahaha kup babysitting you and bouncing you on top of his knee, unaware of the way you start to clench your legs around his thigh while he’s preoccupied with a datapad. doesn’t matter that you’re older now, you’re still a kid in his optics, and your smaller human size doesn’t help you much. blinking away misty eyes and little hiccups coming out of your mouth because you don’t know how the hell to tell him, and a part of you doesn’t want him to stop. surrounded by his heavy and rusted “vintage” scent, smoke from his ever-present cygar wafting by your face and his huge servo on your waist, it takes him so little effort to handle you. holding you tighter when you try and discreetly move away from him. (you) unaware of the wet spot you’re leaving on his thigh.

[stompandhollar]

i just scrolled through my blog to see what it looks like to other people (as one does) and got slapped in the face with what is essentially just

- post about jonathan sims

- post about jonathan sims

- reblog of someone else’s non TMA, very unrelated post that i’ve tagged #jonathan sims

- jonmartin fanart

- 3 posts about elias in a row because i remembered he existed

- post about jonathan sims

[rainbowbowtie]

Hello everyone I barely did anything for mermay but we’re moving on! I have more centaurs.

Most of this was done actual months ago when I first got CSP (I have been neglecting it).

Listen, I was recently obsessed with a dark themed magical boy, my good friend Persona 5 Protagonist, and Star Stable had just released a black horse that turns into a dragon. What else was I to do

The in-game horse still has hooves as a dragon (I imagine for ease on the game developers) but I gave him talons, partially cause I think it looks cooler but mainly because the idea of a centaur suddenly having 4X the number of toes they did before is hilarious.

[bizkip]

exactly one person wanted more Gen ena and that was enough for me to make this after my class today LMAO

hope that one person enjoys!

[puppetmaster13u]

Thinkin’ of This Au where Jason ends up collecting all of the de-aged liminal class which causes his plans to spiral. And am also thinking if he found them even earlier, before he made his big debut with 6 heads in a duffle bag, back when he was a mere whisper. Y’know, something minor the bats seemingly didn’t have to worry about. 

Like he still has his goons, even if less than he would because he is still taking over the underbelly, it’s just far slower because suddenly he has like, twelve small children to keep safe along with defending the alley from these government goons. 

Like I want the GIW to full on build files on this (to-them) half rabid ghost prowling crime alley whenever one survives to retreat and lick their wounds. Not a lot, mind you, but enough to notice a pattern. Enough to figure out when their lost specimens are not with the very dangerous ghost. 

Enough to catch the babysitting goon off guard, to overwhelm them with numbers. 

Enough to take his children. 

And Jason has seen those labs, he’s torn apart several, but they aren’t in Gotham anymore, they’re goneGoneGone and he needs to get them back. They’re just babies, they’re his babies, and he’s not going to let them be cut into again. 

And there is no warning on the Watchtower when the Zeta activates. There is no alarm when a hulking figure enters during their weekly nearly full-team meeting. A figure that could pass as both human or not, with sparks trailing behind barely restrained movements as they get ready to fight this masked intruder. 

“Diana Prince, Wally West, Clark Kent, John Jones, Arthur Curry.” There’s this deadly calm as he speaks, because otherwise he would only be feeling rage. “I know each and every one of your identities, and if you don’t help me everyone is going to know them.”