#I love you all! Good morning

[paper-starz]

Soooooo guess who redid their entire profile in celebration of the new updated website????? AND FOR 500 FOLLOWERS??????

MEEEEEEE

Introducing the new and improveddddd

*drumroll*

PAPERSTARZ!!!!

Here’s the day version!

And heres the nightime version!

Now I know this change is sudden... Why the new sona? Why the new name??? WHY THE NEW BANNER??? THE ICON???

Don't worry! I'm still the same old paperbag!

Speaking of the name, I never really liked the name "Anonymous-Paperbag".... It felt too long and didn't really feel like me. Not to mention that my sona (at the time) was a bit bland (I didn't even color it!) Tbh the only reason that I named myself "Anonymous Paperbag" was so that I can remain "anonymous", plus I put myself in a paperbag too so double the anonymity (what a silly word! "Anonymity". Try to say that five times fast.)

At the time, I was TERRIFIED of being online. I've had some not-so-great experiences online before, with some people stealing my ocs and people just overall being creepy :(

Thankfully, I had a very great person IRL who kinda gently nudged me into sharing my art online again! Thank you @adeadcreator for believing in me!! You're the absolute greatest!!!

I also wanna thank @pixiepixells and @catlover4536, two of my first followers! (i honestly got so surprised having followers for the first time! Wowie! People who like my art???) You two have been just terrific first fans who gave me the motivation to push my art!

And ofc, I wanna thank @dottyorange, who has been a terrific friend since the very beginning! And to @hazile who has been so kind and so enthusiastic! Seriously, I am proud of you both!

And how can I forget the 500 of you folks???? SERIOUSLY??? 500???? thats a lot of people. I would LOVE to thank you all individually but I'll be writing all day lmao. BUT I WILL SAY THIS. Thank you for pushing my art to the fullest! While I am still learning, I don't think I ever would've done digital art if it weren't for you online folks.

Now, here's to another Welcome Home update and to many more fanworks! 🥂

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Good Morning, World.

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[inkskinned]

it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.

yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.

it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.

how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.

chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?

how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.

"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.

i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.

[rendevok]

twitter fluff requests! 💞

[ecstarry]

So now, Regulus Black oral fixation!

AISDJNAS YES YES YES, ONE THING ABOUT REG?? HE LOVES TO SUCK DICK!!!! FIRST OF ALL, GOOD MORNING <33 NOW, ALLOW ME TO CONTINUE

Here's my ask about James' oral fixation

He loves it SO MUCH he literally got rid of his gag reflex, that man goes DEEP.

Reg loves to make a fucking mess of it, making sure James' dick is COATED in spit and pre-cum with his hands before he goes in

HE LOVES GIVING JAMES A MORNING BJ!!! James always wakes up with a hard on SOOO HE'S CLEARLY READY. Maybe he's always hard because HE KNOWS Reg will treat him in the morning

His tongues does a fucking NUMBER on James' tip, he makes sure his tongue is flat and surrounding it.

REGULUS BLACK HAS THE CUNTIEST SEX LOOK IN THE WORLD. HIS EYES DO YOU KNOW THAT THING WHEN HE LOOKS UP AT JAMES.

HE LOVES TEASING AN ORAL!!!! He will get on his knees any chance he gets just to get James all excited, he looks up with those fuckey eyes at James and then JUST TIES HIS SHOES.

LONGER HAIR REG TIES HIS HAIR A CERTAIN WAY WHEN HE'S ABOUT TO GO DOWN AND THAT ALREADY MAKES JAMES ALL EXCITED

He loves to also have James on top, LOVES the weight of James' body over him when he's eating him.

also Reg is a PRINCESS OKAY?? NO MESSES LEFT BEHIND!!!! HE ALWAYS SALLOWS!!!!!

HE ALWAYS FINDS WAY TO LOOK UP TO JAMES TO GET HIM RILED UP BECAUSE HE KNOWS THAT IT MAKES JAMES THINK ABOUT HOW HE WOULD LOOK DOWN ON HIS KNEES

He's tongue techinique is PERFECT!! he knows exactly how to move it once it's ALL IN!!!

BALLS ARE NEVER NEGLECTED!!! MY MAN ALWAYS HAS A HAND THERE!!

side note: BARTY GAVE HIM HIS FIRST BJ TO SHOW HIM HOW TO DO IT AND REG TOOK THAT ADVICE BUT HONESTLY MY MAN IS A NATURAL AT SUCKING DICK!!!

SO YEAH <33333

[lickithrice]

Peek-a-boo 🕷️

[saucywendeee]

“Time for bed, Johnny.”

“One more sketch.” 

[whorejolras]

i'm saying it. i don't think joly would work in a hospital. i think his medical career would be informed by his politics + radicalisation and his + his friends regular drug use, he would be outraged at how the medical industry handles drug users, also at the medical industrial complex in general, so he would find a reputable community led harm reduction organisation to work for 🫶🏻

[ghosts-cyphera]

hey it’s lo !! hi !! just quickly sliding in to say thank you to everyone who interacted with my post last night. I was really, really deep down in the pit and even though I wasn’t in any immediate danger, your love and help and support did get me through the night.

though I’m so, so incredibly sorry to see how many of you have struggled with suicidal thoughts, it also means a lot to see that I’m not alone with this. thank you so, so much for the reminder.

sending you all so incredibly much love right now, my darlings 💗 lo out !!

[boarcide]

There is something so good about Akutagawa--a very much feared, boogeyman like figure (even amongst his own men) in Yokohama because of his violence, bloodlust, and steadfast loyalty to a violent criminal organization such as the Port Mafia--given biblical angel symbolism

I don't know, something something about someone whose beauty is so incomprehensible and terrifying to most. He's not physically ugly, he's not--he's beautiful, the type of beautiful that almost feel as if he's not a real person, like he's a mirage, or a painting. But he's beautiful not like those renaissance cherubs and lovely looking maidens for angels, but more like the biblical angels with their beauty beyond mortal grasp, the beauty that brings fear and revulsion towards whoever sees them because they cannot comprehend it. Coming across him makes you understand why angels say, "Be not afraid" when they reveal themselves to mortals. An incomprehensible beauty that very few can keep looking at. A dangerous feat, literally and metaphorically.

(This isn't only with his physical appearance either--for someone who is constantly beaten down both by canon and by the fandom for being "simple", he is a terrifying bundle of different aspects that contradict each other. Like a super machine you open up and you see the intricate criss crossing of wires and bolts that hold it together. He's a mess of nerves and feelings and experiences so profound, so horrific, that you don't know where to start with him. To uncoil him and see him truly bare is almost impossible. Where does he end and the roots that connect him to the earth begin?)

Something about Akutagawa being an angel, a being created entirely to follow the will of "God", obey their every word. Unwavering loyalty to their master while singing praise. Acting entirely on the order of their master--wing always dipped in blood for his sake. A weapon of "heaven' that brings destruction to those who oppose "God" and be one of the many upon which "God" rests upon.

(Almost everything Akutagawa does is for the sake of the Port Mafia, taking orders from the "master" (boss) himself. Willingness and obedience and loyalty repeatedly exploited and used, everything he has done as one of the high ranking leaders handling most of the Mafia's dirty work playing a part so Mori's throne stays high.)

Something about comparing Akutagawa to a certain archangel, finding repulsion in "God"'s cherished creation, the inferiority that came with being "less" to "mankind", and the painful fall from grace to the deepest pits of despair when he confronts the being that created him, molded him, and then condemn him. And to his humiliation, mankind, for centuries, condemns him too.

(He can't be compared to Lucifer, God's most beloved angel. Maybe Dazai did value him, but it doesn't matter, does it? because the difference between the two is that one was cherished and one never was. However, you can compare the rage and humiliation Akutagawa felt towards Atsushi--for obtaining Dazai's approval and affection with no effort, no proper control over his skill or any seemingly differentiating quality-- to Lucifer's refusal to bow down to humanity--a creation inherently imperfect and lackluster, with not the qualities of angels. And as a result? Disgraced. Both by the creator and by ones that held their creator's favor. )

Something about Akutagawa being an angel--someone whose presence means nothing pleasant to those he appears before. A reaper of sorts, responsible for taking life and for souls to see the afterlife (killing both as an order and an act of mercy, for he despises torture and meaningless suffering). A guardian angel watching over "mankind" from afar, where he is not aware and saving him from certain death at his own expense.

There's just something so appealing about depicting Akutagawa--a fearsome, ruthless, and bloodthirsty mafioso, a boogeyman to his own men--as an angel, be it of death, of mercy, a destroying angel-- whatever anyone wants to see him as and use him for.

[devilat-thedoor]

a man’s descent into madness

[desceros]

I feel like Donnie would be mush for his teeny, itty bitty little baby girl.

someone has been peeking in my google drive again i see....

yeah i think he (rise donnie specifically since that's the papatello i'm working on) would be one of those dads who has a big talk about how he's so strict, about the intense regiment he has his kid on to maximize their development, and he's always the most annoying piece of shit at the PTA meeting. flex brag flex brag

but then his little toddler comes up to him on wobbly legs and puts her hands on his calf, tapping at him for his attention and looks up at him with paint all over her face from where she got into the art supplies at the back of the classroom and made a huge ass mess, and he just melts at her crooked little grin (bc dad is the favorite) and is completely incapable of chastising her in any shape or form

that changes when she grows up and starts to act so much like him that he HAS to be firmer with her. the first time he has to put her in time out they both ugly cry a lot

[transmechanicus]

i've been here a long time and I've still got a while yet to go, but I'm glad you're here beside me and you've been a treasure to know

[ongreenergrasses]

prompt fill for @sigurism , i hope you enjoy this dear friend! 💜💜💜

36. …to give up control

It took a long time for the street to rebuild. It wasn’t their fault. That’s what Crowley kept telling Aziraphale. It wasn’t their fault, not really. The disasters just seemed to follow them.

“We cause them, Crowley,” Aziraphale said, peering out the window at the street below and the enormous jagged gash in the pavement. It was deeper than Crowley had thought one could have a gash in the pavement without hitting something below. Pipes or what have you. He said this to Aziraphale, and Aziraphale just stared.

“We don’t cause disasters,” Crowley said.

“You specifically caused that one,” Aziraphale said, pointing at the crack in the street.

“Well…”

“And that one.” The cafe’s sign was still dangling precariously by one hook.

“That was your fault.”

“And that one.” Aziraphale pointed to a lamppost that Crowley had, admittedly, hit with the Bentley not two days ago.

“That one I did cause,” Crowley conceded.

“Don’t you think we should, maybe, help them?”

“I don’t know how to pour asphalt,” Crowley said.

“A small miracle? That I know for a fact you know how to do.”

“The cement truck is already here,” Crowley pointed out. “It’ll be too suspicious.”

“Then fix the sign.”

Crowley very nearly told Aziraphale that he should fix the sign, because it was his disaster and Crowley had nothing to do with it, but he stopped. What did he know about homes or neighborhoods or belonging? He felt like he belonged in his Bentley, and he hoped that he and Aziraphale both thought that he belonged in the bookshop, but Aziraphale was an upstanding citizen. A pillar of the community. Maybe to be a pillar of the community, you needed to fix these types of things.

It was important to Aziraphale, at least.

Crowley pulled Aziraphale over to him with a hand on his shoulder and kissed him. Aziraphale made a surprised sound, but slowly his arms came to loop up around Crowley’s neck, and even more slowly, he kissed Aziraphale back.

“I’ll fix your bloody sign,” Crowley said.

send a kiss

[yourmythicalbest]

best rhett and link vocals in no specific order, according to me, a classically trained opera singer who still cares too much about rhett and link

[cannedf0wer]

I'm So Happy to be here

In 2020 i was planning to break all my pens and cut off art from my life.

But here i am still drawing and wanting to learn more and draw more.

I cannot live without art.

My Love for drawing is more and more growing.

Thank you so much for found me.

Love you aaaaaaaallllllllll!!!!!!!!💙💚💛💜❤💗💖