moronwithoutmo

[moronwithoutmo]

bring me the woman.

Woman, as requested 🫡

Mo, choose a consistent design for Cirrus challenge: impossible

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phantom x perpetua? Purple bat x purple bat?

Been thinking about them for a while 👁️ 👁️ perfect opportunity 😈

They think he’s a weirdo, but they love him anyway 💜💕

Ty for the ask!!

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She's embarrassed we keep talking about her bush

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Walton Goggins as Cooper Howard — Fallout season 2 promo

Give your skin a warm grin with Atomic Sunscreen

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✨Sparkle Girlfriends✨

a lil solaris/aurora moment because i’m so incredibly obsessed with them <33

thank you @moronwithoutmo for helping me figure out multiple things for this and @tinyluvs for infecting me with your solaris/aurora brainworms :)

also if you can point out the constellation in the stars i’ll give you a kiss :3

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Ahh thank you!!

18+ commission for @madangel19 ! An accompanying piece for their Aether/Sunshine/Cumulus fic, Sunny Side-Up Sandwich

Ao3 link to the uncensored art! You’ll also find the fic linked on ao3 💛

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Mushy May 2025 Day Fourteen - First Kiss

Ship: Aurora/Solaris

Notes: Inspired by @moronwithoutmo ’s gorgeous art of demigoddess Solaris (here)

Word Count: 476

Read on AO3 or below the cut

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“Oh that's lovely!” Solaris exclaims as Aurora shows off her portfolio of sketches and paintings. Solaris has been curious about absolutely everything topside, the arts being no exception.

“Hehe thanks! And this one I drew of Mountain.” She flips the page of her sketchbook to a gorgeous charcoal illustration. It's unmistakable as the towering earth ghoul down to his little freckles and the cowlick that makes his hair fluff around the base of his left horn.

“That looks just like him! Wait-” Solaris flips a few pages back and nods. “I recognize your art style. You don’t happen to be the ministry’s portrait artist do you?”

Aurora blushes and grins. “I mean I’ve only done the most recent portraits but-”

“Oh my Satan I knew it! I was gonna say, this one and this one,” She points to a landscape and then a bust sketch of Copia, “really reminded me of the farm scene in the library and then Copia’s portrait in the hallway to the chapel.”

“I may or may not have painted those, yeah.” She giggles.

“That’s so cool! I wanna see more.” She turns forward in the book again but over shoots, missing her stopping place at the sketch of Mountain.

“Ah wait-” Aurora tries to stop her but it's too late. Solaris has already flipped the page. Then she stops, eyes wide. “Oh!”

On the page is a full color illustration of none other than Solaris. She recognizes the arches of the gazebo where the girls had been having a picnic the other day and realizes what Aurora must have been sketching then as they chatted. Aurora has rendered her lifelike and yet ethereal at the same time, lit from behind with the glow of the setting sun and her wings spread in almost angelic glory. Solaris is speechless.

“Ahh!” Aurora scrambles to explain. “It was supposed to be a surprise and it's not quite finished but…do you like it?”

Solaris simply cannot get her mouth to work, much less make any sounds resembling words in any language. Instead her body moves faster than her brain and she just fully kisses Aurora on the mouth. When she pulls back, the two of them wear matching shocked expressions.

“Ahem…I really like it.” She grins sheepishly.

“I’ll draw you all the art you want if that’s the reward.” Aurora giggles blushing.

Solaris is flushed even more violently but still she manages to get out, “You don’t have to do more art just to get me to kiss you. You already are art.”

It’s Aurora’s turn to fight for words, mouth opening and closing with no sound coming out. Finally she croaks, “Kiss. Again. Please?”

Solaris answers by pressing her lips to Aurora’s before she’s even finished speaking. Their hands tangle in each other’s hair as the kiss deepens and the sketchbook quickly becomes forgotten.

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pepi

hes so silly goofy

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In the middle of the night it feeds…

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I'm actually having so much fun using glitter graphics to PG my pictures

Raw uncut ghouls on the Patreon 🖤

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LMAO absolutely he would 😭 he got too excited and really went for it

V just shaking their head slowly in the background 😔 🤦‍♀️

phantom x perpetua? Purple bat x purple bat?

Been thinking about them for a while 👁️ 👁️ perfect opportunity 😈

They think he’s a weirdo, but they love him anyway 💜💕

Ty for the ask!!

[moronwithoutmo]

phantom x perpetua? Purple bat x purple bat?

Been thinking about them for a while 👁️ 👁️ perfect opportunity 😈

They think he’s a weirdo, but they love him anyway 💜💕

Ty for the ask!!

[moronwithoutmo]

He just gave them a kiss! (Lick on the cheek)

V is judging 💗

phantom x perpetua? Purple bat x purple bat?

Been thinking about them for a while 👁️ 👁️ perfect opportunity 😈

They think he’s a weirdo, but they love him anyway 💜💕

Ty for the ask!!

[moronwithoutmo]

phantom x perpetua? Purple bat x purple bat?

Been thinking about them for a while 👁️ 👁️ perfect opportunity 😈

They think he’s a weirdo, but they love him anyway 💜💕

Ty for the ask!!

[moronwithoutmo]

phantom x perpetua? Purple bat x purple bat?

Been thinking about them for a while 👁️ 👁️ perfect opportunity 😈

They think he’s a weirdo, but they love him anyway 💜💕

Ty for the ask!!

[moronwithoutmo]

I just don’t get it. How can our society act so goddamned normal about seahorses. How can anybody so casually accept that that’s a fish???

This is one of nature’s most anatomically perverse of all beasts. A FISH, like a carp or a bass or a beta is a fish, but it bent its body straight up only to bend its head permanently back down. It stretched its skull into a pipe. It tapered its tail like a lizard, specifically like a chameleon. It can also move its eyes independently by the way, you know, like a chameleon. Fun fact, it can change color to express its mood, like you know whatever does that. It doesn’t properly swim anymore. It buzzes its few remaining fins like an insect’s wings to float itself around at a snail’s pace. It lives its whole life clinging to coral branches or seaweed, which means it decided to become a “tree dweller” in an environment where gravity didn’t even matter anyway. The males get pregnant. They make noises at each other by rubbing some of their neck bones together. Every day, EVERY DAY a mated pair does a little dance and a little neck bone song so they remember which two seahorses they were. They’re a beautiful precious obscenity. Nothing so adorable ever made such a strong case against a logical creator.

They have as little skin and meat as they could get away with. Their skeleton is almost all they are.

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He’s wife material