#I'm not tagging darwin

[paintsip]

Lots of people in the OSC community draw objects with paws so I wanted to do a little test but then I realized a little something about my balloon design

They look kinda similar and I hate it.

[star-lights-up]

friends au cherik in which they never break up but have loud arguments that drive their friends crazy

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[h0dge-p0dge]

doodles feat. ducky

[aprilblossomgirl]

Whatever happens here, leave it here. But the past three months have meant everything to me, Uncle.

That Summer ผมเจอเจ้าชายบนชายหาด | GMMTV 2025

[onceuponymous]

Not only did I upload a bunch of TAWOG dolls to my Etsy, I also added a listing for commissioning me to make any Gumball character you want (including OCs!)

[suckmyarschkarte]

.❤️

[hubba1892]

What Jürgen Klopp thinks his job is not about

[eleganttiredcroissant]

Tried something.

Duo/pairing dynamics in some animated shows

Feel free to suggest new duos and their location!

[idkagoodblogname1]

random tawog au

I got this idea yesterday and then drew some artwork for it lol, context under the pieces

Basically its a "what if Elmore junior high was one of those fancy strict schools because Simian replaced Principal Brown in The Fraud" I wanted to give a similar vibe to how the students were treated in the lesson but mix it with the initial part of The Joy. The AU is designed to work with both the show canon and a human au, which is why I drew my human designs in the uniforms! idk if I'll keep the design but these are the base ones for now

more details about the au under the cut

-It starts out like the Principals but instead of Gumball and Darwin becoming the new principals it’s Simian, and she rules the school like a cruel headmaster

-Elmore junior high is transferred into a strict school with uniforms, Gumball and Darwin can’t go on their usual misadventures due to the strict rules

-Mr. Small now has to teach Simian’s class. He’s not the best teacher and due to the new rules he has to be strict (he’s bad at it)

-A few students were appointed by Simian to report rulebreakers.

-The current students appointed are Alan (who was given a role in power in exchange that he’s good at catching rulebreakers) this has caused him to shift into his personality in the vision. He tends to give others a chance before reporting them to Simian. He also clashes with Simian sometimes due to the fact she likes to force her students to be miserable and he wants to force them to be happy.

-Another student is William. He’s not correcting people like Alan and watches from the shadows. He’s less lenient than Alan and can only rarely be convinced not to snitch. He’s technically the head of the group due to Simian's favoritism but Alan is typically presumed to be instead

-Carmen is another member but only to be with Alan. She was able to get away with it due to her complex but usually lets off people she catches.

-Gumball and Darwin are currently trying to find evidence to get Simian fired and Brown back in the role. After Simian became the principal and was given a role of such power she became more toxic to Brown and doesn’t tolerate him trying to get his role back

-The detention gang has all been expelled except for Julius, who serves to convey messages to them

-Anais, Jamie, and Bobert managed to hack into the security cameras and are trying to find a way to loosen the security

-Tina, Ocho, and Jamie have been close to being expelled alongside the detention gang, but Simian’s goal is to keep all her students enrolled and as miserable as possible

-Joe, Clayton, and Tobias have had to snap out of their personas and keep their behavior toned down. Joe is especially bad at this, Clayton gets away with it the most, and Tobias attempts to reason with Alan, William, and Carmen

-Due to Simian’s cruelty when changing classes, students like Anton, Idaho, and Joe end up destroyed more than they typically are. Anton was eventually pulled from school due to his parents noticing the increase in times they’ve had to toast him

-Anton, Hector, and Juke have all been pulled by their guardians due to the change in rules. Teri has almost been pulled

-Sarah runs a few weblogs trying to documenting the changes in the school. Alan reminds her that “this is a school and not a documentary”

-Molly’s stories become something the students actually like due to them being a change of normalcy for them. The same applies to Sussie’s behavior as she’s not gloomy despite the situation

-Penny and Carrie hang out with there boyfriends only after school due to Simian being against couples (she bent the rule for Alan and Carmen)

-Patrick wants to pull Penny from school but she wants to stick it out for Gumball and her classmates

-Masami tried to convince her dad to buy the school but he claimed it was a "poor investment"

[applesaucesims]

For the wedding, they had rented the estate in the chalet gardens for a beautiful evening ceremony on the rooftop. As soon as the sun started setting, the whole family was sat by the aisle and the ceremony could begin.

Emma had entrusted her young cousins, Sean and Darrel, to be the wedding's flower pal and ring bearer respectively. Niall had been led down the aisle by his mother, Linda, and soon after it was time for Edward to lead his daughter down the aisle to give away to the man she was about to marry.

And finally, Emma and Niall exchanged their vows and rings, becoming Mr. and Mrs. McGregor. As their shared their first kiss as spouses, despite their extended family's applause, they felt like they were the only people there on that roof, with the world around them slowly fading away.

[paddleboatonfire]

My hit webcomic, beloved by dozens, Finding Darwin, has just been updated! It's about a strange tiny soul and their adventure to find their lost dog. They meet an unusual friend who's promised to help them meet their goal

[derelictheretic]

almost started rambling about my no cult au in a rb instead I will ramble about it in my own tags like a sane person

[tunnels-end]

It is deeply, deeply beneficial to TERFs if the only characteristic of TERF ideology you will recognize as wrong, harmful, or problematic is "they hate trans women".

TERF ideology is an expansive network of extremely toxic ideas, and the more of them we accept and normalize, the easier it becomes for them to fly under the radar and recruit new TERFs. The closer they get to turning the tide against all trans people, trans women included.

Case in point: In 2014-2015, I fell headlong into radical feminism. I did not know it was called radical feminism at the time, but I also didn't know what was wrong with radical feminism in the first place. I didn't see a problem with it.

I was a year deep into this shit when people I had been following, listening to, and looking up to finally said they didn't think trans women were women. It was only then that I unfollowed those people, specifically; but I continued to follow other TERFs-who-didn't-say-they-were-TERFs. I continued ingesting and spreading their ideas- for years after.

If TERFs "only target trans women" and "only want trans women gone", if that's the one and only problem with their ideology and if that's the only way we'll define them, we will inevitably miss a vast majority of the quiet beliefs that support their much louder hatred of trans women.

As another example: the trans community stood relatively united when TERFs and conservatives targeted our right to use the correct restroom, citing the "dangers" of trans women sharing space with cis women. But when they began targeting Lost Little Girls and Confused Lesbians and trotting detransitioners out to raise a panic about trans men, virtually the only people speaking up about it were other transmascs. Now we see a rash of anti-trans healthcare bills being passed in the US, and they're hurting every single one of us.

When you refuse to call a TERF a TERF just because they didn't specifically say they hate trans women, when you refuse to think critically about a TERF belief just because it's not directly related to trans women, you are actively helping TERFs spread their influence and build credibility.

[fungateshortcakes]

Horse Breeding pt.1

I can't do this anymore, I am tired of holding back, this man makes me so horny im literally so desperate. There, i said it. The whole movie I sat there, wet as fuck, and then he has the fucking nerve to talk about breeding like this PLEASE

Pairing: Jack Clancy (Drover) x fem!Reader

Summary: The tall, sturdy australian man talks about breeding. How could you not get turned on by that?

Wordcount: 1.4k

Warnings/tags: english is not my first language, following the movie Australia (2008), very VERY suggestive but no smut (yet), breeding kink, reader is ovulating and so am i

i wasn’t able to watch the movie in english, so I could only research and try to recreate what Drover said. If it isn't movie accurate, let me know what he actually says and i'll change it <3

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How did you even end up in this situation? Sitting in a car with a sweaty, grimy and bossy cattle drover, while a drunk accountant was squeezed between you.

Your sisters husband, Lord Maitland Ashley, occupied a cattle station here in Darwin, Australia. And Sarah had grown suspicious of him, and his loyalty, specifially. Besides that, it seemed like he was only wasting the money earned from the cattle farm instead of investing it further with logical intent.

Well, that wasnt your problem, really. But your sister wasn’t in a state to travel as of late and she begged you to check on her husband and faraway downs, even force Mailtland to sell the property if you must. Everything to bring him back to england. You couldn't just say no to her, could you?

Right now though, you regretted that decision.

You grimaced as the old man next to you moved his hand to your thigh in his drunken sleep, grumbling and hiccuping as you swatted his hand away, before he got comfortable again.

You swallowed thickly, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, before opening your mouth to speak. "So...Mr. Drover" you started, trying to not sound too posh. Upon your arrival, you had quickly realised that the people here weren't fond of the way you spoke, especially men like Drover. They looked at you like you were just some arrogant english Lady that felt superior over everyone else because she was born into a wealthy, aristocratic family and only complained about the heat in the outback. And somehow, you didn't want to annoy Drover any more than you already had. It wasn’t good to make enemies so early on in your journey, especially when you were depended on their help to navigate around this foreign land.

The man grunted, as if to grant you permission to speak. You swallowed again, trying to find the words. "I see you are an employee of Lord Ashley-" but before you could finish your sentence, Drover chuckled dryly "Lady, I'm not an employee" he corrected you, giving you a long look that you couldn’t quite place. Your cheeks burned and you huffed. "So you're just driving me all the way out to Faraway Downs as a personal favor to Lord Ashley? Surely you must be paid in some way"

Drover shrugged "You could say that. I'm driving you out there because he promised me a drove of 1,500 head of cattle." He grunted out, the steering wheel gliding between his hand effortlessly and...very attractively. "Besides that, he is a good bloke. Knows his way around breeding" he continued like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Your breath caught in your throat, your face heating at the mention of the act of procreation. "B-breeding?" you asked, your voice thin and your heart pounding. Why did him saying that word have such an effect on you?

Drover tilted his hat back "Yes, breeding. We're both dead keen on breeding. I have this idea, which, uh- which he loves." he told you, making your heart jolt, but not from the uneven terrain you were driving on. "Really..." you muttered, looking at him, your mouth slightly agape.

"You might be quite excited about it too, actually. And your sister as well" he smirked, ever so slightly, looking at you. You bit your lip, clenching your thighs together. It was embarrassing, it was wrong, the way you reacted. So immodest of you, you had barely met the man and once you left australia, you would never see him again. And yet, you wanted him to keep talking like this, with his deep, gravelly voice.

"Now, I'm a brumby man, but his fancy English filly, Capricornia, has really caught my eye. I got to admit. She is gorgeous." Drover breathed out, his eyes set on the distance with a heated, dreamy look. It took your breath away. Though, now you felt a little awkward. Of course, he had been talking about horse breeding. You were almost surpised how filthy you thought. And yet you would have given anything for him to look at you while he called you gorgeous so passionately.

But it seemed like you were in luck. Before Drover kept speaking, he turned his head, his eyes trailling over you, half lidded and intense "Really gorgeous. Gorgeous creature." his voice was a deep, slow grumble and you felt something throb eagerly between your legs. He way quiet then, just staring at you. But as he felt a stir in his pants, he cleared his throat and turned his eyes back on the road, much to your dismay.

"I've always wanted to mate an English thoroughbred with a bush brumby. I mean, it'd be magic, wouldn't it? Magic. Imagine that combination..." Drover muttered, too deep in thought, his eyes clouded over as if he was imagining it right this moment. Though it didn’t quite feel like he was only thinking about horses.

Your brain was working in overdrive, but your mouth wasn’t as coordinated and it took you a minute to clear your throat and answer him "Yes, that sounds...good" you whispered, your voice only airy while you fanned your burning face with your hands. You tried to look away from him, but you just couldn’t.

Drover smirked ever so slightly, his eyes set on you and the way you seemed to sweat. "Yeah, you think so, sweetheart?" the name he called you gave you the rest and you caught yourself whimpering quietly, needily. You just nodded, not trusting your voice to speak another word. It was very embarrassing as it was, you didn't have to say more. The air between you and Drover was sizzling hot and heavy, and it wasn’t the humid climates fault.

You didn't want to admit it, but your pussy was aching unbearably and your legs trembled as you pushed them together in hopes to take off some of the pressure.

But the longer you looked into his eyes, these hazel pools of lust and desire, the wetter you got. Did he know what he was causing in you? Your whole life you had been told that it was immodest to fantasize about men that weren't your soon-to-be or already husband. You were supposed to save yourself for marriage. And you didn't have any problem with that. It wasn’t like the men in England were anything of your interest anyway, so it was easy to not let your mind wander.

Of course, you didn't expect that the man you wanted would be a broad-shouldered, sturdy, six foot tall australian man that drove cattle for a living and probably hadn't had a decent shower in years. And god you wanted to jump his bones right about now. If you didn't know it any better, and if there wouldn’t be a drunk man lodged between you, you would have made him pull over to rail you between some bushes and trees.

Speaking of a drunken man, Mr. Kippling Flynn, as you had learned, jolted awake between you after the truck shook from driving over a pothole. It destroyed the tension between Drover and you so suddenly, you couldn't help but gasp.

Flynn looked between you two with a sluggish grin "Drover, why're you so red, ay?" he slurred, leaning onto Drovers shoulder. He grunted annoyed and shoved the other man away. Indeed, Drovers cheeks had a slight dust of pink on them, but you weren't much better. You were burning up and you hadn't been this horny in your entire life.

Mr. Kippling was pushed into your direction, where his alcoholic breath in your face made you grimace "Say missy, did he take me booze?" he asked you weirdly seriously and in a hushed tone, as if Drover wasn’t allowed to hear. You shook your head, still breathless.

He eyed you suspiciously, before his gaze slowly wandered down to his hand, where he held a still half full bottle of liquor.

He cheered, drank a bit, then passed out cold again.

The silence after was deafening. You tried to look over at Drover, see if you could catch his gaze, but he looked straight ahead, his jaw ticking.

Now, this was just awkward...

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please omg I am ovulating so badly and Drover doesn’t make it any better fuuuuck I want him to knock me up with twins good GOD UGNNNHHH MY PUSSY IS PURRINGGGGG

He comes on screen and so do I, he is SO yummy and biggg and strong and broad and fuck rail me daddy

I have so much more unhinged things to say about this man, which you will see in part two of this fic <3

[suckmyarschkarte]

these two, of course

[vileversas-blog]

It's kinda hard to make very many comparisons between prevoid rob, and him now, but in the small amount of screentime he does have before that, you can see that hes typically always around people or trying to talk to them. He went to Rachels party, was in the crowd of people watching gumball fight tina, greeted them on the street, and was even a part of the riot that broke into the wattersons house. But i think people also forget that just because he looks and acts differently doesn't mean he's a different person. I mean, when Gumball and Darwin forgot his name in "the pony" he was clearly mad about it, like he always is.

i wonder why it's so common for the fandom to mischaracterize rob as being shy/introverted, since he's pretty much the opposite