#but... stuff is cooking

[minjimunji]

bi 4 bi percabeth,,,,, 👉👈

[ornithorynquerouge]

Rachel Cook in a wedding dress

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[dragondawdles]

the beastie <3

[kumzorg]

my older teto design redraw ^_^

[transmechanicus]

[marisashinx]

"I am a shadow, the true self!" Twisted Wonderland x Persona!

The full portraits!:

[asteraws]

my clown college grad project from december last year 🎪

[chowadoe]

🔄 role swap AU [entry 01. fascination]

AU where Shadow (initially created as a Weapon Against Humanity) who was eventually found and raised (and eventually exploited) by G.U.N to become Humanity's Ultimate Weapon and Sonic, 'raised' by Robotnik

[eriochromatic]

Agares, duke of hell

based on that demonology post noting the similarities between buggy and agares...he’s gonna crown luffy pirate king frfr

[morebird]

what do you mean I can't romance him??

[samijey]

#WHAT are you trying to tell us Drew.......................

[eclectic-spaghetti]

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You ever think about how much food you could get out of just a single Cohozuna? You could feed a village for at least a few days.

[dee-snut]

Whitney lactation is real trust me (sources: me. milk that bitch.)

[ataraxixx]

missing pieces - voxtrot

[disgustingtwitches]

I definitely can see in the poly 141 restaurant there’s a cat or dog that comes by for scraps and no one can say no to it and feeds it occasionally. Price has no clue until one day he finds Johnny, Gaz, and Reader all playing with the animal.

"Where the hell are they?"

Price is confused, you and Gaz are supposed to be up in the front taking care of a table. And Johnny left the plates in the dishwasher. He checked the walk-in and storage closet, yet y'all are nowhere to be found.

"Check out back."

Ghost grabs a plate, headed out front to serve it before it gets cold. Price heads outside and much to his surprise there you all are, squatting in a circle giggling and cooing at something,

"Leuk at him, poor thin is eatin like he hasnae seen food in days,"

Johnny pouts, petting something. Price furrows his brows, walking closer to see a small cat horking down some small chunks of steak,

"Shouldn't be touching that, don't know where it's been."

The three of you jump, looking up at John's stern face.

"Don't be like that John, poor thing just needs some love,"

Gaz pouts, picking up the kitten that melts in his arms. Price frowns before Gaz passes the cat to you. You stand up, the sight pulls right at his heartstrings; your big sad eyes looking up at him, the cat purring loudly, cuddling up into your chest. He imagines what it would look like if his baby were there instead. The thing couldn't've been more than a few months old, tiny and scrawny. He knew where this was going before you even said the words,

"Fine, you can keep it. Just clean it up and get it it's shots."

And that's how Beau ended up on John's chest, sleeping peacefully while he read a book on the couch. A black ball of fuzz softly nuzzled right next to his heart.