#( original character. )

[tidapencil]

I can’t help but..

[punkzombie]

❛    ──  𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘭𝘺 - 𝘐, 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘍-𝘓-𝘠

𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘻𝘻 𝘣𝘶𝘻𝘻 𝘣𝘶𝘻𝘻 - 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘻 !      ❜

#𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐙𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐄  an indie & original character (from a novel) named 𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄. stubborn bassist , enthusiastic drummer, big-mouthed  &  all-around UNDEAD. Reanimated by witchcraft & loud music. Sleeps in car and has been known to rot ! ( like a corpse ) Will wear clown make-up to scare you ! ( or excite you ! ) WARNING: MATURE THEMES. Setting takes place in the 90s unless stated or plotted otherwise. All mythos & references are either original or inspired. Don’t steal.     *   written  by   𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙴   .  semi   selective   . muse is he / him & writer is referred to by they / them .   blog established 2024.   * ICONLESS & only uses faces as loose interpretations.  * ​AFFILIATED @livingst0ned @roznrot * OTHER BLOG @likeorpheus   * CARRD

[killsaki]

to take the edge off…

[hummingsng]

// SOOKIE & MAX . @fxcdboys

Sookie could see how easily he got startled by her bluntness, which has resulted on her very playful smile painting her lips. she did like his reaction . . . liked to provoke until she was sure his urge to have her was hardly managable to be hidden away. like she was sure that was happening right now. glancing up at Max, she released one small giggle realising how bad he did want her, she could say it by how his eyes hungrily watched her cleavage, just like she could read what was on his mind. because it was just the same that was going on hers anyway. she sat upright, bringing her drink to her lips before smiling up at him. "Tatics? I don't know what you mean by that," she shook her head, clearly just saying it to mess with him. she knew exactly what he meant anyway, given it was what she was doing right now. "Tell me, has it been working? Because, the way I see you're looking at me, I would say yes," she wanted him to want her. it wasn't secret that she was dying to have him as well.

[sedeleryart]

Delaeus. Another D&D character based off of Sedel who is basically literally just Him lmao. This time he’s an 8′+ tall goliath/elf. Golielf, if you will. Beast barbarian that BITES. It’s for a miniature campaign, but I love him. 

[redintooth]

want, & other devouring things.

"Hold still, dammit." The command was curt; half-exhaled through his teeth. His voice was pitched low, tight with a coiled anger. It reminded Maikoh of the slow, rasping hum of a diamondback; both a warning and a threat.  The atonal ringing in Maikoh's ears rose in pitch, sharp and disorienting. He hadn't felt the shot that had slipped beneath his collarbone. Not at first. It had registered belatedly; at first as a sudden, blunt pressure, and then a dull sensation of warmth. Maikoh's breathing rasped in and out of his lungs in ragged, shallow inhales. His gaze swept over Heath's face, taking in the tight, hard line of his jaw. He averted his gaze, and tried not to focus on the numbness that had begun at his fingertips and slowly travelled upwards. Remi's reins hung slack in his hand; the familiar, worn weight of them was alarmingly absent.

He barely felt the warning squeeze of Heath's fingertips as they curled inwards, buried just beneath the curve of his lower rib. The bite of them forced the material of Maikoh's vest to  darken, the slow spreading stain tinting the other man's fingers like a tin of expired rouge. "Told you I had it handed," he bit out, continuing a conversation that was, by its sound, minutes old. Maikoh winced, attempting to pull away from his questing fingers. "Not how it sounded," he retorted. There was a strain to his voice; a hoarseness that wasn't there before. 

He'd only been halfway down the hill when the first, sharp *crack* had echoed through the woods. Maikoh's pulse had kicked, surging through his veins like the crows that poured out of the trees, their sharp, rasping calls of alarm drowned beneath the roar of gunfire. He'd spurred Remi down the hill at an unforgiving pace, wheeling him around *hard* once they reached the valley below. There stood Heath, still in the center of the roiling ants nest of riders that surrounded him.

He didn't think. The metallic taste of loss coated his tongue. In the aftermath, with the haze of bitter smelling gunsmoke cloaking them both, Maikoh had seized him by the collar, jerking them almost flush. The firm, hard line of his lips never waived, a complicated mix of emotion flickering in the depths of his gaze like heat lightning on the horizon. "Don't." He'd said. The word was harsh, tense with anger.  The harsh sound of their mingled breaths masked the way it broke, just slightly. A small mercy. 

He tried not to think of how easy it had almost been to close that last gap between them. To pull him into a rough, unforgiving, kiss, all teeth and adrenaline.  In the moments that followed, neither of them speaking, Heath's fingers relaxed. The heat of his palm against his soaked vest was a mercy, too. 

[bluumey]

Original design by molenaide

African American Miku! There's a trend on Twitter where people are drawing Miku from different countries and in cultural clothing, and of course, I had to jump on this cute design. 🇺🇸🦅🩵

[ra3kiv]

sea, swallow me

[strategypillar]

Older than history itself

What if the oldest vampire was a Neanderthal girl 🤔

[kianamaiart]

Pretty Pretty Please I Don't Want to be a Magical Girl

While I’d want this concept to mostly be a lighthearted comedy, since that’s more my forte, the north star (heh) of this premise would be the loss of passion for something you once loved, feeling the pressure/expectations of sticking with something that you’re “a prodigy” at and the subsequent burnout. How hard do you fight for an old passion or at what point do you just let it go? Is it even okay to give up when so many people are counting on you? 

Sounds bleak but I promise I’m an optimist and that will always reflect in my work :)

[newtid]

in spirit i am a 7th grade boy

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[dennydreadful]

trying to break into the furry scene what do you guys think of my newest ocs

[killsaki]

my hero academia oc.

character belongs to me (k1saki) on tumblr only. please do not save, use or repost him.

quick facts —

birthday: nov. 11th

star sign: scorpio

given name: kiyoshi. (陽) — meaning sunshine, yang principle, positive, heaven.

family name: kubo. (久保) — (久) meaning long time, old story, (保) meaning protect, preserve, support.

siblings: fuzen (twin brother).

likes: shadowing his grandfather at work, playing tennis at the country club, the clothes his stylist picks out.

dislikes: creases in his laundry, instant noodles, when ‘the poor’ cling to him for too long.

current worst habit: keeps breaking/losing his phones and having to buy new ones.

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more about him: here.

[hummingsng]

// MAXINE & ADDIE . @wr0ngbtch

she knew Addie was well known . . . she really did, which was why she was roughly jaw-dropped over seeing her on the very last place she would assume someone like her would be. honestly she hadn't been the only celebrity who had chosen to venture into stuff like stip club, Maxine could mention some pretty popular names that had stepped in her work yet people wouldn't even believe her word if she did. but Addie . . . she was different. she could easily have anyone she wanted given to not just her status but her godness astounding self . . . Apphodite really fucking wishes she was her. but even with that she's choosing to be right on Maxine's arms. the brunette held her close, moving slowly to the song in one much gentler way over what she normally would have . . . something about Addie that made her weak. she craved her so deeply yet meanwhile felt like she would easily fall apart of bliss if her lips actually did crash her own. her bright smile being suddenly wipped off, dark brown eyes suddenly widening slightly when her back met the wall to keep her between nothing but it as well as the one before her. her breathing became narrowed as she looked up into her eyes, hardly able to think before she closed both to return her kiss passionately with hand reached out to her golden locks. butterflies weren't easy to raise up in chest once someone was so used to get mindlessly naked before crowds, but Addie could still give her that gift. "Yes . . . Take me, right here," she breathed out once she pulled away, pulling the other girl close as if she was scared she could choose to pull away at anytime. the last she could have was the godness she was about to worship slipping off her fingers. "Take me whenever you want, I . . . I want to be yours, I want to be yours for you to do what you please . . . I want to be the one who reminds how stunningly flawless you are while having nothing on my mind but how I need you . . . P- Please just take me, Addie?!"

[fedexrojas9173]

''Doesn't know what it's like to receive love''