#easing back in....?

[charcarts]

circumstantial

[softsimulation]

elliot got a kitty!! his name is toby :)

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[tangledinink]

y'know, not everyone can make a yellow jumpsuit work. but she does. every time. 😌

[filurig]

some more sillyworld doodles of probable "therapsids" present in a certain part of the world. i think in most of the continents on the Sillyworld Planet "primitive" therapsids died out except on the northwestern continent (name TBA), where they're the most predominant "mammals".

[bloomeng]

feels right to kick off pride month with sketches of one of the oldest queer couples

[whenthewallfell]

~ I Got Them Quarter Quell Blues ~

[jesuistrestriste]

cw (18+): dacryphilia, oral, sad art

art donaldson dropping to his knees after a bad day and desperately pulling down your bottoms with trembling hands, not heeding your suggestion to “slow down”, his bottom lip already wobbling. he doesn’t say a single intelligible word as he works to undress you. no time, no energy.

he blinks hard a few times as he pulls down your underwear next and stares up into your arousal. warm, sweet, perfect. the fifth blink sends fat tears spilling down his flushed cheeks. he sobs just once—a broken, wet sound in the tightness of his chest—and then surges forward to begin swirling his tongue. he laves the wetness of his mouth all over you; his hands clutching the backs of your thighs to keep you from squirming away. he cries into your heat. whines against your sensitivity. more salt trickling down his skin from damp lashes. you can hear him gulping and swallowing around your flesh, his jaw flexing as he suckles.

his blunt fingernails dig into your legs as he works you up to your burning end, and he tries his hardest not to wail when you fist his hair in your hands. he usually loves it when you pull his hair, the sting only adding to his enjoyment, but right now he’s too fragile—too emotionally frayed—and so the pain is no longer pleasurable. he just wants you to hold him. he wants you to run your fingers through the strands and tell him how good he is for you, how he’s the best tennis player you know, how you love him. that’s what he needs, but he supposes that it’s his fault for not telling you anything about his horrible day before he was on the floor and doing anything to get his touch on you. he flutters his tongue quicker, hollowing his cheeks right after.

come, he thinks, please, come.. let me drink you down and replace this ache in my body with your tenderness.

give it all to me.

i can take it.

i can make you feel good.

i can be a winner again.

[ftyeonjun]

„ evil is a point of view. — interview with the vampire (1994)

[fynori]

quick break from zine work :3

[xxplastic-cubexx]

graph

bonus:

[galedekarios]

ngl klaus from the circus of the last days is the realest character in bg3:

bc i turned around with the flycam and got hit with this:

me too, klaus. me too.

[hawberries]

oops qiankun hoop

[silkquake]

I love them.

The follow-up

[snarkspawn]

advocatus diaboli

[ping-ski]

falling back in love with drawing again

[charlunday]

Merri, Marchie, and Maysie

(Maysilee chopped her own bangs. Not so matchy-matchy anymore.)

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