#LOVELOVELOVE LOVE IT!!

[kenchann]

what i imagine his UM look like w

i love him sm wtf

[clownsuu]

HIIII I WANTED TO SAY I REALLY LOVE YOUR AU AND THE DESIGNS YOU HAVE FOR ALL THE NEIGHBORS ON IT,,, I also really like Frank so I thought it would be cool to draw him, so yeah!! I kind of forgot the context but it has something to do with Wally finding Frank searching for something where he shouldn't be.

also an extra !!

WAAAA FRANK MY MANSSSS

[manitapaleta]

ep 26 doodle page tag ur fav moment mine was “roll for ethnicity”

[whaliiwatching]

Oh, apologies! Another question on the fic - just resting now after wisdom tooth surgery, woops - is "aces" Peter's slang or Hobie's? I swore Peter used it first, but obviously they're picking up eachothers slang now (vv cute btw).

don’t apologize!! i appreciate the interest so much!!

you’re right, “aces” is noir’s slang. the only time hobie says it is to reaffirm parker about the mosh pit—otherwise, he always uses “ace.” i just like that they have compatible but not identical slang. except also yes they would absolutely mirror each other’s slang over time omg

for you, a lil drawing of them arguing abt it <3

[mimzalot]

siblings of all time… or uh, timelines, I guess

[spokspsps]

completely forgot i could post art here anyways heres my little pathetic hater guys

[soupforsoup]

I need everyone to see this because the difference between Maria gently holding Luke's hand and leading him versus Sarah Jane fully Dragging this kid by the wrist is so funny, like miss girl's commitment to Not Being A Child Person, only to adopt and treasure this boy as the center of her universe twenty minutes later??? Tears, tears running down my face

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

aaaaariiiiiiii how do you think gojo would react when his always calm, quiet gf gets angry? Especially at him? (It's real bad when quiet people express their anger)

anonnnnnnn :3 that’s a great question hehe. i’m a sucker for this trope ngl ………. i think it depends a bit on the situation bc . if you genuinely get angry when you’re usually never like that, it’s probably over something serious, right? if you’re really upset and sad and just expressing it through anger then i think gojo notices and tries to soothe you. he’s always very observant when it comes to you!!! and as much as he teases you, he wouldn’t enjoy seeing you in actual emotional turmoil.

with that being said <33 if you’re just pissed off and nothing more, i think gojo loves it. he’s ecstatic. he’s literally never been happier. if you’re angry at someone else and chewing them out then he’s just watching you with a big ass grin on his face. would CHEER if you slapped someone. he thinks you’re so attractive when you’re all mad and assertive <33 and tbh the same can be said when you’re angry at him…. he doesn’t like being given the silent treatment, and he doesn’t like when you’re upset with him, but. he likes it when you chew him out. especially since it’s a side of you he doesn’t see very often.

i think it’s a little infuriating because you want him to listen to you but he’s just watching you in awe. grinning. hearts in his eyes. knees buckling when you raise your voice at him. he’s soooo enamored. thinks you’re so cute when you’re angry. (<- this just makes you even angrier but that’s kind of what he’s hoping for anyway …. gl dealing w this man LMAO)

[suchawrathfullamb]

Prompt: Will tunes out during sex.

They’re in bed, it’s very hot, and the fan hums a steady rhythm, the only sound in the room, calming, soothing. Beyond the gently flowing curtains, sunlight bathes the space in hues of yellow and orange, evoking the ethereal essence of a languid four o'clock golden hour. The sheets are white, soft, silky and perfect on a king-sized canopy bed.

The bed holds them captive each morning, especially on scorching summer days like this, when they linger, reluctant to part from its embrace. They’ll get up to eat sometimes, but usually they’ll pack up the mini fridge to avoid having to leave the bedroom. Today, a plate sits on the night stand, scattered with half-eaten grapes, strawberries, and watermelon cubes, and two glasses of tea, now diluted with melted ice.

CW: 18+

They’ve taken a cold shower a few hours ago to relieve the heat, and their bodies are now all soft, dried, and smell like bergamot, orange, pomegranate and patchouli. Will's hair carries the fragrance of cypress, lemongrass, and geranium.

They’re both delicious and fresh, naked on the Marrakesh sheets, crafted from percale Angel Luxe Egyptian cotton, it’s white and feels otherworldly sensual against their cool skin. Will is laying on his back, draped across the bed, like a lazy cat. Vacant eyes, wet hair almost completely dried by the heated air, head turned to the window, slowly blinking at the golden gleams outside. Hannibal lays beside him, body glued on his, one hand holding Will’s leg by the thigh, as he props himself on his elbows, face buried in Will’s throat, inhaling, kissing, tonguing, nuzzling that sweet spot, as his lower body moves back and forth, in and out of Will’s, rhythmically, sensually, languidly, and it feels like he’s covered in Ambrosia silk, sliding in and out with almost no friction at all, oozing and pouring from inside Will. It’s hypnotic, the sound, the sense of the movement, the heat coming off of their mingled bodies. His hands are already starting to form sweat from where he’s holding Will’s thigh, by the nook of his knee. Hannibal is trying to control himself and keep the pace slow, but he can feel it boiling up inside him. He notices Will is silent, which is rare, almost never occurring, in fact. Will is a screamer, he’s usually so loud, Hannibal wonders if the neighbors can hear them and that must be why they give them dirty looks. He doesn’t mind, of course. When he thinks about dying, he wishes heaven is a musical nothingness and his are Will’s little moans. But he is quiet now, and Hannibal lifts his face from Will’s neck to check on him.

His eyes are vacant, open but blinking slowly as if he’s on the verge of falling asleep. He’s reacting to the movements ever so slightly, with little sighs. He’s staring at the window but isn’t looking at it. The sun casts a golden shadow on half of his face, making his blue eyes appear extravagantly light, almost like the sky. And they’re void of the usual intensity they hold. Hannibal frowns at the sight, but gives him a little kiss on the cheek, to see if that will bring him back. Will just closes his eyes to the touch but continues to wander. Hannibal, with a lot of effort, stops moving and just looks at him. Where is he? Where could be better than here and now? He feels a soft ache in his chest. He though they were sharing something beautiful, but perhaps he was alone.

Will continues in oblivion, batting his lashes leisurely, lips slightly parted, his chest gently rising and falling. Hannibal considers saying his name but opts for a soft “hmmm” in his ear, like a cat purring for attention, followed by a light kiss there. Will doesn’t respond to it, so Hannibal lowers his leg back on the mattress.

“Hey, you” Hannibal whispers, nuzzling his ears and hair. 

Will lets out a small “hmm?”, absentmindedly.

“Where have you gone?” Hannibal smiles and tenderly brushes his hand on Will’s cheeks. Skin golden by the Sun, smooth by the au beurre de Karité he massages onto his face each morning. What a greek god, a mirage. So perfect, so sensual and beautifully crafted. “Is this not good for you?”

Will finally but slowly reawakens, raising his brows and blinking distractedly. “What?” 

Hannibal smiles softly at him and brings his hands to his hair, stroking up and down. “Was it not good?” he asks with genuine concern. “It was so good for me that I failed to check on you. I apologize.” He gives featherly kisses on Will’s eyes.

“What…” Will mumbles inattentively and finally find Hannibal’s eyes.

“Amore mio…” Hannibal gives him a fondly impatient smile. “Where are you?”

“Sorry,” Will swallows and sighs loudly. “It was good.” He parts his lips, tongue sliding out, leaning for a lazy and wet kiss. “Keep going.” He taps Hannibal on the thigh and lifts his leg back up, readjusting himself, shifting his head to the side again and closing his eyes.

Hannibal just looks at him for a moment. Will’s not even hard anymore.

“Tell me where you were.”

Will flutters his eyes open again, “Nowhere, I was here. Just…” he sighs, smiling at Hannibal now, “it’s really hot…and I’m a little lethargic, that’s all.”

Hannibal studies him for a moment, isn’t entirely convinced, but opts for a gentle kiss on the forehead instead of more probing. He looks like an angel and very hard to resist like this, all pliant and mellow. So Hannibal just shifts, getting on top of him, taking both hands in his and pressing them above the pillow, with gentle but firm pressure. Will blinks slowly and gives him a lazy smile. He’s still absent, but his body is reawakening, almost instinctively, to Hannibal’s. His legs languidly glide on Hannibal’s, inviting. Hannibal leans in and kisses him open mouthed, tongues slippery and sopping, in a way that always ignites Will and makes him painfully turned on, whimpering in Hannibal’s mouth through glossy kisses.

Just like that Hannibal can feel Will hardening against his core, and he smiles through the kiss. He slides in with no effort, both still sleek from before, and Will reacts with a little quiver, parting his lips. As soon as his eyes fall shut, Hannibal leans closer, nuzzling his face. “Uh-uh, stay with me,” he commands, willing him to keep his eyes open.

He does, and they make love like this until the sun begins to set, and the air begins to cool.

[veveisveryuncool]

If you're still taking art requests:

What about Chuchu and Susie hanging out? They're both cute pink girls and I think they deserve to be friends.

im not actually doing official requests right now but i got the exact same anon months ago so. this one goes out to all the Pink Girl Enjoyers out there 👉👉

[nebulaedaniel]

so dan is absolutely the winner to me

[apostate00]

He's my favourite I love him so much

[lucres]

t o u g h   d a y   t o d a y .

[rere9500-18]

Some random: I absolutely HATEEEE Cole and Jay. They’re literally the worst and least valuable ninjas on the whole team. Like the Ninja might as well kick them out. Literally no one cares about Cole and Jay.

Nya: What about Cole and Jay?

Some random: oH my GOODNESS- Put the guN DOWN! I’M SORRY! OKAY?? I’M SORRY!

[lesbian-gnf-archive]

i think that came from a reddit comment velvet made forever ago i think he said he wasnt sure of dream/didnt really like him at first and then over time he grew to really like him and dream was very supportive of him and ant’s relationship and so now he’s a dream shooter for life

Every day I think abt Ant saying that Dream was the first person to tell him he thinks Ant and Velvet are it for each other and that they'll be together forever and how it really stuck with him :((

[coyotewrit3s]

I love endlessly, I love incessantly, I love always, I love too hard, It snaps my nose on the playground chalked pavement. I love like it didn’t even hurt, I love that I laugh through the pain and bleeding. I love like being cleaned up in the bathroom, laughing my heart to be thrumming with velvet blood. I love them all, I love everything this planet has ever given me, has so generously gifted me. These beautiful souls, and my own is beautiful.