#reposted teehee

[jujoobedoodling]

mel medarda the woman that you are (aka another mel study)

[reksukoy]

It's the reference sheet of the undead frog lady herself. Just a casual goth who likes plants, obscure music, and her orange cat. She's literally me for real.

[kazehita]

siffy

[wyvspike]

HADM 04: Alt Hermit — Sneak-E-Es

[sifarooni]

a coloured version too?? no way!!

I could not figure out her cape/cloak, bare with me.. I reckon if I drew her more I'd figure it out but! thats for next time, bonnie's coming up next! probably! maybe! unless I finish something else faster

[jeebusmeebus]

freakazoid wife.. i love u griefer

[delicatedoggie]

the shoes on the bed r clean i swear !!!!

[ridaine]

[DND] And what is they were even GAYER this year...

Pose reference from @adorkastock

[thanatelle]

[absolute-ferret]

N sent Uzi this (per V's request)

Something something they flirt weird

[tojisun]

!! smut - minors dni; thigh humpin and shotgunnin; dom-ish price; fem reader

thinking about humping price’s thighs. him calling you his sweet girl as you moan and rut, trying to find the right pressure in every slide. your cunt is a wet mess, slick getting everywhere as you press your folds against his bare skin, your nails digging in his shoulder as though that can ground you.

thinking about the way price is all relaxed on the sofa, leaning against the soft backrest as he breathes in his cig, letting the smoke pool in his lungs, before exhaling with a pleased grunt.

thinking about price reaching forward to brush the messy strands of your hair from your face, cooing when you flick teary eyes up at him, plush lips jutted in a pout because riding his thighs is good but gods it’s not enough.

he takes a slow drag of his cig, humming, before blowing it out with a quiet, “why’d you stop movin’, sweetheart?” he pats your bare ass at this, chuckling at your aborted squeak. “who said y’can stop, huh?”

“‘m sorry,” you whimper, starting to rub your folds against his thigh again, trembling hands still perched on his shoulders. john hums, delighted, and massages your ass, grabbing fistful that makes him groan because, fuck, aren’t you just a doll?

he takes another drag and pops his cig from his lips but he doesn’t exhale. instead, you watch as he beckons you close, his eyes furrowed in glee, and you slide towards him, eating up the remaining space.

he lets go of your ass, brings his hand up to tap at your bottom lip, and you gasp at the realization. excitedly, you press yourself even closer, spit-slick lips falling open, feeling his chapped lips slot against yours before tepid smoke fills you up.

you swallow it down, eyes tearing up again at the burn, before john’s lips claim you harder. greedier. needier. bites and nips and tongue insistent against your own–

oh, so good. he’s so good.

(short simon ver <3)

[semrielle]

get up cocksuckers its all over listen we had a rough couple of years fucking little nightmares 3 announcement trailer just dropped

[was-mossy-fae]

hey why don't we talk about tzp in code black more

[jinstronaut]

i still orbit you, and nothing’s changed, but if there’s no name to love, everything has changed. (cr. namuspromised, lyric translation doolsetbangtan)

happy birthday @cordiallyfuturedwight 💜💜💜

[anpancar]

y'shtola in watercolour

[kringle-c]

ghost of christmas past