#<-mwah ha ha

[oceanwithouthermoon]

i think we can all agree that kaido and yumehara have fursonas, but WHAT are their fursonas?

[chloesimaginationthings]

The fall of MCM and the rise of Fazbear entertainment..

[almondcroissantsandink]

nurse she's doing it again (pose practice with the distinguished innovators)

[za1ka]

oh no would you look at the time i can't believe Crowley's a chronic valentine's day misser! but thankfully it's never too late for amore so let's get sappyyyyyyyyyyyyy 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

[lotus-pear]

ok gayboy

[1alchemistart]

waited impatiently and finally i can post my chimken falins

my WIFE i love her SO!

btw (since im likely to want to post spoilers eventually BAHAHA) if i post any manga spoilers from this point onward i will be tagging them with "dungeon meshi spoilers" !! please block that tag if you're an anime-only and would like to avoid me spoiling you by accident on how the story goes -- i've read the entire manga so there's a lot i can accidentally spoil 💀

also bonus chimera laios because i CAN and i WANTED TO ! ! ! he'd be happy about it

[toboldlymuppet]

help us kurotsuchi mayuri, you're our only hoe

[eggcromancer]

(in tears) the year is still new....

Hi hi hello dca fandom! I just wanna say thank you for being the most amazing community! i can't believe i made so many new friends and drew in so many fun magmas last year, everyone here is so nice,, and cool, and talented,,, y'all are genuinely the highlight of my 2024 🥹🫶💖

May your 2025 be filled with joy and whimsy (and silly jesters)!!

[sincerelybubbles]

could you write something where the reader is listening to reid going off on his tangents and when he gets insecure, just straight up saying. "no, go on. i like the sound of your voice." ? ty! 🤍

Don't shut up // no warnings as far as i can tell? lmk if not <3 pure fluff!! ty for the request <333

"They usually called her the Limping Lady but there's really no way to tell how many pseudonyms she used," Spencer is saying, dragging his hand through your hair where you lay on his lap, His other hand is busy grasping at the air while he talks.

"Because of the prosthetic leg?" You ask, urging him to continue talking. You're nearly asleep, eyes heavy and chest loose with the comfort of his proximity.

"Yeah. She actually nicknamed it 'Cuthbert' when she got the wooden prosthetic. It's actually pretty interesting - people have been using prosthetics for a really long time. We don't know exactly when people started using them in modern medicine, but the first evidence we can find of them dates all the way back to ancient Egypt where they found a prosthetic toe."

The documentary Spencer put on over an hour ago about World War II has long since been paused, Netflix's blinking "Are you still watching?" hovering uselessly on his laptop screen. He paused it ages ago to discuss the inaccuracies about Hitler's past, then Italy's involvement in France and the parallels between the almost French famine and the Irish famine, leading him to Virginia Hall.

All in all, you're in heaven. He's been stroking your hair, blunt nails scratching every so often, voice rumbling through his chest and stomach where your ear presses against. He's talking calmly, even, if not slightly rushed, like he can't wait for even a breath to keep telling you about everything he knows.

"I just want you to know all of the things I know, too, you know?" He told you once when you urged him to slow down. He's learned to take his time with you, eventually, realizing that you're not waiting for your opportunity to jump in. You don't spend your time with Spencer figuring out when it'll be your turn to talk next; instead, you lull in the comfortable space of listening while knowing he'll return the favor the moment you have something to say.

"Sorry, are you trying to sleep? I can shut up and turn the movie back on," Spencer says suddenly, hand stilling in your hair.

You open your eyes slightly to find him looking down at you, lip caught between his teeth, a hesitant look in his eyes.

Spencer doesn't often get insecure like this around you - you've spent plenty of time convincing him that there's no need - but moments like this still happen. You suppose it's a natural product of constant teasing and bullying through childhood.

"I don't mean to ramble," he mutters when he catches your eye.

"No," you say, interrupting him and reaching up to brush your fingers across his cheekbone and up to his eyebrows. "No, Spence, I literally love the sound of your voice. Please, keep going."

You watch him melt, afraid for a moment that his liquid brown eyes will start to water. You make a concerned noise, about to sit up and comfort him further, when his hand moves to press down on your collarbones. He holds you in place as he looks at you for a second, heated gaze causing you to feel warm. Slowly, he bends to press a kiss on each of your eyelids, right below your eyebrows. He rests his lips on the bones there for a few moments before moving to the next.

"I love you," he murmurs, the truth of the statement oozing out too sincerely to ignore.

He doesn't give you a moment to breathe before diving right back into his explanation of how ancient prosthetics were integrated into modern medicine, hand resuming its path in your hair and voice slowly bringing you to a calm half-nap.

[ministarfruit]

yuri month day 28: please be mine ♡

(femslashfeb prompt list)

[clumsypuppy]

(guy who has never played cotl) haha au time

[abstractfrog]

SILVER BLAZE PART THREE - happy jonkday everyone. one of these days i'll draw a scene that doesn't take place at night

[hanafubukki]

Still thinking of lilia and love letters so imagine this:

Early on in your courtship, he wants to send you letters. After all, he’s a fae of romance. He wants to do you right. (He’s kicking his feet and writing you the cheesiest of letters at times)

But then, he doesn’t really know how to write them in the human language. Or rather, it doesn’t get the message across. He kind of thinks it’s boring. There’s some things that can only truly be expressed in the fae language.

He writes them in the fae language. It’s okay that you won’t understand them. You’ll know it’s a letter of his affection through the cute lettering he does.

So half the time, you get love letters in common tongue and others in fae. All of them are really sweet. Some funny and some…well, it’s better it others don’t see.

But over time you grow curious over the fae’s letters, you could always ask him of course but didn’t want to bother him every time. So you ask Sebek to teach you the fae language, and he proudly does because how can you not want to learn such a majestic language.

He teaches you letters and it takes time but even then, it was hard to understand. Which confused you both. You show him the letters and watch Sebek turn an interesting shade of red.

He stammers out how Master Lilia is using an older version form of the language. He would ask his grandfather for the books he learned from as a child. He then promises you to never ever show these letters to anyone else. Ever.

With the way he’s adamant and the warmth coming off him, you agree.

Eventually you do learn, you know exactly what Lilia wrote in those letters. Some of what’s written has you heating up from the sensual and carnal passages.

….poor Sebek, you owed him a whole buffet for having him read these letters.

You end up writing Lilia the most titillating letters that had him grinning wide and popping into your room. He was surprised that you learned the fae language, but the things you wrote? There’s no way you are sleeping that night.

Alternate:

You show Malleus and he almost burns the letters. Instead, he sighs and magically translates them without looking at the rest. Promising he’ll help you learn the language, now excuse him. He needs ice cream to cope with what he read. This is how Lilia courts you?? Maybe he should send him books about proper courting….

You take it to Silver who reads it to you. Bluntly. He barely falters in his translation. He offers to teach you the language and use the materials he learned from when he was young. He tells you he hopes you will take care of his father well. You almost think he wasn’t affect until he almost trips out the door and the tinge of red on his neck.

[cowardlykrow]

I would die for Corey Dorris… Anyway here’s Bill

[1alchemistart]

did these a bit ago cause i thought it'd be fun and i was RIGHT it WAS very fun >:D

[triona-tribblescore]

Started making Angel's birthday art, had a breakdown, Bon appetite! His birthdays before he joined the hotel probably weren't the best :<