#awwww this is sweet!

[thatmooncake]

Oh dear moon...confined in a jail, away from my touch, away from my sight, away from my love, so close yet so far away.

I really love the moon, and I really love you.

Closer than you think 💕

[thepromiscuousfinger]

[spacebubblehomebase]

i want to take your art, put it in a pot, fill that pot with broth, chicken, and noodles, boil it, then eat it with crackers, so my mouth can feel a sliver of the joy my eyes feel when i see your art

Had to try out that oddly specific recipe, but thank you! ^v^ -Bubbly💙

[tatakaeeren]

SERIOUSLY?

[kitamars]

listen. hijikata has TWO HANDS

[luvrxbunny]

homecoming ─ ★ joel miller x f! reader

a/n: i wrote this at like 3:30am 🦢

wc: 1.6k

warnings: 18+ MNDI, really light choking, dry humping, piv, some praise, oh and some hair pulling but i feel like joel miller smut = some hair pulling.. with me at least cus like.. THE CURLS (not proofread and much longer than intended)

okay so Joel coming back from a trip, maybe it wasn’t even super long, a week or so but nothing you guys haven’t weathered before.

but for some reason; maybe it’s been a long time since he was away from you for even a day.. Joel all but loses his mind without you.

it’s like he goes into heat or something. like his body knows that he can’t have you and suddenly its craving you 10x its usual amount.

he comes back late at night, near midnight. all the guys wanted to take shelter for the night, arrive at the community in the morning but Joel hadn’t mentally prepared himself for another night without you. he refused to go another night without you.

you’re snug in bed when he crawls in. you’re pulled from your sleep by the dip in the bed but you instantly recognize the broad chest pressing against your back.

you gasp and bury your hand in his hair as quickly as possible. you reach over his face as he gives your neck a kiss and presses closer to you, poking you in the back with a feeling you’ve missed.

“is this okay? i’ve missed you so much, love.” you only hum in response, arching your back so he can grind against the plush of your ass, an opportunity he graciously accepts. he groans low and rough into the back of your neck as he starts humping you. “we can stop if you’re sleepy, baby.. shit.” his arm comes to wrap around you.

his forearm stretches diagonally across your torso as he cups your blood with his palm, using you for leverage to grind himself more forcefully into your ass. “could- oh god.. mmm we could w-wait for— until the—”

“baby, shut up.” is all you mumble before twisting to finally devour his lips in a kiss that he whines into. whines

his frantic humping turns into purposeful grinding as you pull away. his breathing is more erratic than you’ve ever heard it. his eyes are shut as tightly as his hand is gripping your hip, surely leaving dents in your skin.

you turn back around to bury your face in the pillow in front of you, too uncomfortable with your body twisted but leaving your hand to play with his hair. “needed me this bad, baby?”

you try to sound teasing, dominant but instead the question comes out high and breathy, sounds as desperate as he’s acting.

all you get in response is a growl from Joel before his hand leaves your boob to flip your body around, letting you face him, letting you— for the first time— really take in his disheveled state.

his hair is mussed— definitely your doing, but his lips are red and bitten, presumably from holding in his sounds to not disturb the silence of the night. his eyes are blown wide, glinting with a crazed look as he grinds into you gently.

he has his hand on your thigh, your leg pulled over his hip do he can grind right into your core, sending convulsions throughout your body.

after taking him in you meet his eyes again and he crumbles. whimpering a loose form of your name before burying his face in your neck and inhaling your scent as his hand coming to your lower back to press your body into his.

“i’ve needed you more that air, dove. been craving your soft body, your- fuck- your sweet sounds.” his voice gets high near the end of the sentence, only reminding you of his need. “swear i’ve been seeing you in the stars at night. m’losin my goddamn mind over ya’.”

his desperation is leaking into your veins now, the same way you’ve started to seep into your underwear, growing tired and teased with Joel’s incessant movements against you.

you stay silent, let him release wet moans into your skin as you take matters into your own hands.

you grab his waist band and pull the buttons apart so roughly you may have broken them. you keep up your urgent demeanor as you free his cock from its confines.

his hips don’t stop moving as you fumble with his pants, he grinds against the air, your hands and your wrists, anything he can reach.

he moans your name when you wrap your hand around him but his breath is stolen as you quickly pull your panties aside and shove him in.

he’s surrounded in your wet warmth before he can take another breath. the same heat he’s been dreaming of, craving, fiending for over the course of the past week.

his head is finally pulled from your neck as he sits up a bit with his hand on your throat, his index finger and thumb holding your jaw in place as he forces you to look him in the eye.

his brows are furrowed and there’s a look of confusion and a softness that feels like begging in his eyes. you’re waiting for him to scold you, remind you who’s in charge, that you don’t do anything without his permission first. but instead he just pants against you, incapable of taking even breaths as his hips twitch softly and against his will into you.

you hold his eye contact as your hands come to the base of his spine, pressing down and curving his hips into you, guiding his slow and gentle thrusts.

his face crumples in pleasure, all his features scrunching in as he tries not to moan into your face. his hand twitches on your throat before tightening again as he leans down to press you against his forehead before resting his cheek on yours as he finally releases all the sounds he’s been holding in.

first you get a guttural groan, something that sounds like it came from the depths of his chest; low and rumbling. as his hips begin to move on their own accord, his moans change. they become more urgent, short and cut off as he tries to catch his breath. every now and then it sounds like the first syllable of your name but he’s never able to get the full thing out. “there you go, sweetheart. just like that.”

you try and stay composed as you guide him but he’s ramming into your g-spot like he’s been searching for it for weeks. your brain is turning to mush, melting out of your ears. when Joel pulls his face away from yours, wanting to examine your state, he can tell. he can tell that you’re not all there, that you’re holding on by a thread for him. it fills his chest with pride.

you watch a lazy smirk slide over his face as his hooded eyes meet yours. “it’s okay, baby.. m’here now.”

Joel lifts one of your legs, gripping your thigh and pushing it to meet your chest. “you don’t gotta be all tough anymore.” it feels as though he’s opened up a new channel inside your pussy, like he’s reaching places that weren’t accessible before. like he’s reached heaven, inside you. “you can let go, darlin’.”

you explode.

its that godforsaken southern drawl of his. whenever he talks to you in his low, smooth voice, like pouring warm honey right into your ear, filling your brain with sweetness. you have no choice but to fall apart. you hadn’t even been aware of how badly you’d been craving him.

you knew you missed him of course, but you thought you’d be satisfying yourself decently in his absence.

you obviously had forgotten when your orgasms feel like when they belong to Joel.

it feels like your body falls completely apart. you don’t feel attached your limbs anymore. all you can feel is the warmth blossoming violently in your abdomen. your thighs shake, and Joel tightens his grip, wanting to feel the rippling muscles under his palm.

he watches your brows furrow as your eyes roll back. you go limp in his arms, your entire body relaxed as your soak his cock in your juices.

Joel fucks into you at a leisurely pace, forgetting his desperation in favor of watching you melt into the bed. but as he thrusts he watches you slowly coat his cock, giving him a milky sheen, an award for his actions and a reminder of your own craving for him.

it’s more than a punch in the gut, it’s like he’s been completely winded, like someone has punctured his lungs and crushed his heart inside his chest.

he gasps once and sees your eyes snap open to his, waiting and watching as his body folds in on itself to fill you with its seed.

Joel almost falls on top of you, his arm catching him before he lowers himself into your lips. he’s too busy moaning your name and praises to kiss you properly. he rests his lips against yours as his mind clears, blank and thoughtless, finally satiated after a week of driving him crazy.

his body weight slowly increases as he blankets you, his cock pulsing inside you gently, gently pumping pent up ropes of cum into you despite the small amount already leaking onto your thighs.

“love you s’much.” Joel mumbles groggily into your ear. his hand comes up to stroke your head, soothing you as he notices your rapid heartbeat. “you’re my perfect girl, y’know that? everything i dream of, everything pure.” you feel that terrifying warmth spread through your chest, that intense, buzzing love that blooms in your chest whenever he opens his mouth.

“i know, joey.” your hand slides out of his hair and down his back, scratching gently and relishing in the way you feel his chest rumble with a contented hum. “i love you so much more, y’know that?”

he chuckles softly before biting you semi-gently. “no way.” he sighs against your skin. “ain’t possible.” he licks over his teeth marks before kissing them.

his lips just barely ghost over the area as he falls asleep, his cock warm and soaked inside you.

a horrid surprise for Tommy when he tries to welcome his brother home with a “gourmet” breakfast in bed service.

[jaubaius]

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[stgosupremacy]

Okay just a fun observation hear me out-

In op1 at the start of the show, they are in these little seperate cut outs to one another in all these cute goofy poses right, but thennnn-

WHAT DO YOU KNOW

at op 4 (is it 4? yeah i think so) at the end of the show, they're in their cut outs together AND OMG THEY LOOK SO ADORABLE IN THEMMMMMM LIKE LOOK AT THEM AAAAAAAAAAAA 🥺💖💖

we love the progression. we love them

also sorry for not posting in like 9 yrs <3 (jk its been like 3 weeks you should have been able to cope 🥰)

[atomicradiogirl]

tell me why i completely erased the voicemail scene from my memory that has to be one of the sweetest things house does in the show

[xx-sketchy-xx]

What kind of pastry is your parents? Then why are you so sweet and tender like a delicious strawberry cake with yogurt cream? 🤭💜💜💜

I have been rizzed, very hard 🫣

[spielzeugkaiser]

I swear the best bit of a new Witcher season is all your new art, I love it 😍😍😍

... h-how did you come in here and why did you start chopping onions- 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭💖

[pcktknife]

karlach is soooooo cute i cannot get over how cute she is

[dailydegurechaff]

Just sending love and appreciation towards you, and the hard work you do to put your art into the world.

ausdfghgf <3 Thank u!!! :')

[luinhealthcare]

i was reasing your response to an ask and my brain did a thing that made me pull a botw regaining a memory kinda brainwave (the in-game way not the wild-is-having-an-absence-seizure-way) [aka u r getting a brain dump because i dont currently have the executive function budget to make it ~fancy words~ but i wanted to do smth]

I could kinda see Wind and Wild getting really excited about learning new things, and one time they learn about that whole 'parallel-play'/'body-doubling' idea and get really excited and ask lots of questions about it and then get in their heads "Sky is kinda down a lot lately, maybe we should like. pay a visit and do some same-spacing!"

aaaaand they do and Sky is kinda like guys. guys pls. because he really isnt up for company, but after a bit of an overenthusiastic start where Wind kinda talks too much too close, they all do just plonk themselves in different areas of the room.

Wind is studying silently, Wild is fixing something or playing a handheld he borrowed, and Sky honestly is just kind of napping/depression void staring on the couch but its easier for him to stop spiraling when he remembers that he isn't alone even if its the same comfortable silence.

Eventually he picks up a book he started months ago and was really enjoying before he just kind of... stopped reading. kinda entirely for a while there. And he is reading it and enjoying it again even if it makes his eyes tired faster and he gets tired in general from just reading. He takes a break to let his eyes relax and wander, Wind is still studying. Theres a quiet sound of something falling, and Sky thinks Wild put his thing down or fell asleep, but when he looks bro is zoinked, just staring and making the occasional hand motion (this is supposed to be the absence seizure thing- idk if thats accurate)

He zones back in, n rubs his eyes and kinda looks around and sees sky staring now and tries to play it off as he is sleepy. sky is like 'same bro'

words words all 3 of them end up watching a movie on the couch but Wild zones out again at least twice and Sky is trying to figure out how to kinda tattle on the situation to time, but he isnt sure whats up. Wind falls asleep and Sky tries to ask Wild if HE is depressed, because sometimes Sky's brain and body just disconnect when he is in a really bad Big Sad, and he guesses maybe thats what it looks like from the outside when he kind of locks up and has the internal metal argument over whatever it is at the time

/word'splosion

Yooo I love this idea!! Gonna bookmark it so I can write it later :D Lian you’re an inspiration ❤️ Oh, just imagine Sky’s guilt when he realizes too late how Wild got into his motorcycle accident. And this might be the first hint Wild or any of them get that something is really wrong with Sky too.

[klein-sodor-bahn]

Gordon and the struggle with showing affection

Well seems like our favorite grumpy old man has found someone who warmed his heart. And he wants to show what she means to him. But oh well poor old Gordon doesn’t wanna completely drop his dignified facade. Vicky meanwhile is just surprised that she received this token of affection.

[spittyfishy]

HOLLUP

you do requests??? MY FAV ARTIST DOES REQUESTS????

if ya wanna

Uhh… draw human monokubs but as remnants of despair plis

It’s less I do requests and more I’m always open to suggestions! Just cause I can’t always guarantee I can get to every ask (and certainly not in a timely manner) I am hoping to get a fancy commission sheet ready soon though! And those would be more specific and detailed!

I’m not very good at drawing kids lol but I did my best!