#guys I’m burnt out

[merraegold]

Rebel Phoenix Wright ‼️

He’s just a lil guy who gets beat up once in a while.

~ Merry

[sharkenedfangs]

— ☆ “YOU REALLY ARE A FREAK . . . KYLAR .”

promise he didn’t mean to stupidly jack off to you , it was just hormonal urges acting up, yeah.

Fuck, underneath this thin layer of pure impulsivity, he’s undeniably aware that he should’ve stopped things here the second it escalated— Hastily shut off the cheaply recorded clips hazily shown back towards him by the dimly lit monitoring of his screen. He had his tell-tale suspicions secretly simmering deep within, yeah, lil’ freak here knew you weren’t necessarily the most loyal of people ‘round town. Didn’t mean his skittish eyes to instinctively seek yours out in a crowded room, hidden amongst the numerous people he’d usually glance over in bare disinterest when in search for your own recognizable frame. A harmless crush, he’d initially call it to soothe the lurking urges annoyingly gnawing at the back of his mind, repeatedly whispering to him the instinctual need to fervently possess you further, sweetly leave his fair share of littered marks all around your unblemished skin so that the town may notably take notice of your cherished bond.

Still, this is— this is so fuckin’ unfair, y’know?? How dare you merely prove your brazen disloyalty to him time and time again and here he is, curled fist stubbornly snug around his leaking cock, tacky globs of pre-cum profusely dribbling out of his swollen slit as if he’s not crudely getting off to the sight of you— you, fucking getting your whorish boy hole ruined by another person. Desperate bucks of his hips, jeans carelessly slung down to his ankles below, rest of his sticky with cum underwear probably thrown somewhere along the scattered mess in his room. It’s sick, downright vile and he knows it, but fuck— it has started off with a familiar scowl making its way past his normally soft features when faced with your usually placate room devoid of anyone else but his watchful eyes carefully taking in the sight of your snoozing frame comfortably tucked away under the woollen covers.

Except, you’re not truly alone and ah, here goes.. Robin? Seamlessly sneaking himself into your room instead, not him, but that fucking friend of yours constantly sticking to your sides at school, outside of there too — yes, he’s checked, no he’s not a creep for it! — Affectionately nosing along the crook of your neck, muttering out wistful words, he, himself cannot possibly hope to discern considering his— well, namely cheap equipment he has to forcibly deal with, here. Subtle brush of your best friend’s palm sneakily disappearing underneath the thick blanket, though he can barely make out the outline of his hand dizzyingly slipping its way past your boxers, probably.. hah, feeling your cute cock up, sticky mess pervertedly staining the material already. The little, heated sighs collectively tumbling forth from both of your lips, discreetly obscured within the dark corners of your narrow room shouldn’t be affecting him this much. Yet, it is as proven by the burning flush heating his cheeks, teeth instinctively digging into the rosy flesh of his bottom lip. Inwardly seething at the pure display of love intimately being shown to him — without your aforementioned knowledge too, by the way — and that his cock itself is painfully reacting to it, stupidly tented against the front of his ripped jeans, craning his neck closer as if it might magically allow him to see your movements beneath.

Don’t need to wait all that long for it since you decisively do the honours for him of course, or unfortunately Robin here, whose hands and lips are busying themselves all over your originally untouched body. Supple fingertips coyly caressing rhythmic circles along your hips, thumb lovingly circling around the edge of your hot, drooling tip freed out in the air. Relishing in the hitched gasps, slightest shivers of your curled frame snugly pressed against his, adorably pleading for more with a needy whine of his name. A name, name that should be Kylar’s — not his. Repressed freak frustratingly chewing at his chipped nails, gaze not leaving your glazed over eyes for the briefest of seconds in favour of freeing his fat, throbbing cock from the tight of confines of his pants. It’s— It’s not bad! He’s just helping himself because at the end of the day, he’s nothing but a man too, just like you. A pathetic loser who’s wracked in a mess, stupidly fisting his cock at the bare sight of your figure being sinfully defiled by your best friend hidden beneath the haphazardly spread sheets. Swollen, pink nipples shown out in the cooling air for his eyes to breathlessly take in, soon also taken by Robin’s mouth hungrily latching onto one of them. Audibly suckling on the perky buds with noisy sucks, relishing in the muted gasps gradually being drawn out of you. Noticeable scrunch of your face, timid grasp finding its way entangled along the soft strands of your best friend’s hair in a shy mewl for more cuz’ shit, it must feel good, right?

He could make you feel way better than that, promise! Though that’s the very last repetitive protest on his blurring mind, dumbly shut off as he jerks himself off. Slippery slides of his palm gliding along his cum coated length in an audible squelch!, rhythmic up-and-down motion of fisting his cock raw against his palm, furiously humping upwards in time with each controlled thrust of Robin on the other end. Hah, wonder what you’d do if you truthfully knew what he’s currently doing, how that precious owl toy gifted to you on that faithful day wasn’t for innocent intentions and all that, wasn’t to kindly look over you to make sure you’re always at ease. He means, it is! But, not necessarily that, no— in fact, it’s for opportunities like this. Like a pervert, he’s shamelessly getting off to your tight, little fucking hole being stuffed full of your best friend’s fat cock, bobbing dick cutely swaying between the tantalizing spreading of your thighs. Legs deftly locked around Robin’s hips in a tentative beg to keep going! and feels so fuckin’ good! and oh, how he wishes he was the one stupidly balls deep inside of you. Subtle arch of your back, peppered kisses being repeatedly planted against your pouty lips, lolling tongue and rolling eyes and fuuuckkk—- it’s the second you make immediate contact with him, maybe not out of purpose. No, definitely not, but the split second of eye contact you both share, slightest flicker of your gaze settling upon the owl who’s flickering camera is blinking back, recording this all — that has his hips stuttering, head impulsively thrown back and whiny moans hurriedly spilling past his open lips as hot spurts of his sticky seed spurt out of his cock and into the air. Stiffening limbs wracked with his orgasm, quivering legs sat atop his creaking chair all the while milking every last drop of his cock, till it uselessly dribbles out in pitiful droplets onto the ground.

Ah, look at the effects you have on him that he embarrassingly enough, cums so quickly from a mere glance of your eyes in his direction. And really, how he should be properly blaming you for the coated mess on his wooden floorboards which he should be currently cleaning right about now, lest his parents find out again. Truly, he should probably go and.. grab a wet rag now.

..And some tissues for later.

[cenpede]

Efan Whimpers my beloved

[gavonosc]

waddles over comedy gold maybe..or just cheesy waddles away

Here’s the silliest sillies!!!

Ty for the request!!!

[thedrawingduke]

I did some yapping on Instagram stories this morning. I’ve been ruminating about this for a while.

[sea-creeture]

sorry 4 the lack of art posts. I've been sewing a lot recently :3

[ask-modern-patrochilles]

out of context where are you? :(

[ Hi! 👋🏼 I didn’t plan on taking another break but it sort of just happened for multiple reasons. I’ll be putting it under the read more tab because boy it’s a Lot ]

[ First off, there’s been a lot of hate going on in the fandom tags, and while I usually just block and go about my day, it’s really exhausting to see so many people hatefully criticizing something you love especially the way you interpret these characters (how they look, how they dress, body type, etc.). It’s made me feel very unwelcome in this space because I’ve seen so many people complaining about how they can’t stand ‘certain interpretations’ of these characters which is almost exactly how I draw and write about them. Every time I go to draw them, I just feel bad and it sucks so much because I still love them!

Second, the racism and elitism which I think speaks for itself. As a person of color (I am Puerto Rican), seeing racism consistently happening in classic fandom spaces is exhausting. My version of Patroclus is Black (with a mixed background), and it’s infuriating and so discouraging and disgusting to see so many people say that Greek mythology characters can’t be Black, despite the historical evidence that says otherwise. The rampant racism, and people making excuses for it, has been very hurtful and discouraging me from creating as well.

Lastly, and less related, I’ve been having a lot going on irl, my cat’s been hospitalized for a week and in process of recovering so I haven’t really had the time to draw these past two weeks even if I felt I up to it.

I’ll probably be back soon, I do have some big plans for this blog! And like I said, I still love tsoa, I love these characters and I’m still writing my fics over on ao3. However, I can’t lie, I’ve been feeling very discouraged from engaging in fandom because of the reasons above. It’s exhausting to see these things, and to post something you worked hard on only to see people being racist and hateful towards it in the end.

But I want to be very clear, there are still so many nice people in this fandom and I am very grateful to those who support my work and are very sweet with their comments in general.

So I hope this little break helps me get that passion for creating back, until then thanks for sticking around! I hope to update again very soon! In the mean time, you are more than welcome to send asks, I might answer a few with text responses if that’s okay with you guys 😊❤️ ]

[seafoodsoda]

Artfight is in full swing, and brotha, I’m exercising an unhealthily work ethic winning

(OCs belong to: @grinklefanclub , Nakkipng , @spookiesauce , and @milkcandy in that order)

[hayleythecannibal]

NBC Hannibal S1:E1 - S3:E13

Will’s first on screen kill vs his ‘last’ on screen kill. They both are very significant in the way that Will Fundamentally Transformed from who he started as to who he had became.

When you think about it the sheer ruthlessness and bloodshed and hands on between the two kills is overwhelmingly interesting. When in the beginning he had feared of himself becoming what he chased down- what he essentially hunted. A Killer of the most brutal kind.

But then Hannibal came along…and Gave Will the opportunity to unleash his uttermost desires no matter how dark they were. In a sense it wasn’t Hannibal who corrupted Will.

No. Will always Had the urges to hurt those who did bad. In a justice sort of way in the beginning but then he got a taste for it. He enjoyed killing those who did bad things. He said it so himself.

So the way he started to let go- to satisfy the urge. He had kept it bottled up for so long and then someone came along and encouraged him. Said that it was okay. It took his morals for a spin. It popped the bottle open.

Essentially turning him morally grey. He not only enjoyed his kills but in a way relished in it.

*gifs are not mine made by @hughdancybabyface

[wy-ote]

Happy holidays 🎄

[steph-anie723]

guys I’m cooking up art for the Burr-Hamilton duel since the anniversary is coming up 🤗🤗 july 11th stay tuned 😈😈😈

anyways here’s a little 2 minute burr doodle for the soul

[tenderhungering]

editing in progress instead of writing a final essay. gonna email them and said i had a business to tend to,,, would love to hear thoughts because i have ideas but i usually do a ROUGH first draft,,,, im gonna add minnie for the “now you’re the only one here who can tell me if it’s true, that you love me and i love me” because clearly i am sick and twisted ! but yeah no this isn’t finished at all !!!

[spoofyleaf]

Sometimes I remember that my whole house was so obsessed with the show Merlin, that we named the first tree we planted in the yard Merlin.

When it was given to us 11 years ago it was hardly a scraggly stick, and now it looks like a giant bush

Artist rendition

[sol-draws-sometimes]

Me posting an animatic thing!!??? AND IT’S SEASON 1

In honor of Ron being back(WHICH I FUCKING LOVE AAAAAAAAAAAH, I MISSED HIM SO MUCH I LOVE HIM), enjoy this Ron animatic with a song I think fits him very well!

Remember when Ron’s whole thing was that he’d hide in his pants, aaaaah nostalgia.

Captions below

Business Guy by Carter Vail

*Funky music with speaking type singing*

“I’m a business guy I’m a business guy!

With my business socks and my business tie,

And my business shirt and my business slacks.”

“So you’re ready for business?”

“No not quite yet!”

“I’ve business bonnet and a second pair of socks!

And my business bear and my business rocks

And my business plate and my business cup”

“What business are you in?”

(distorted)”BRO SHUT THE FUCK UP!”

[wooahiexist]

The way i’ve felt my depression getting worse over the weeks is absolutely crazy

Legit think I should take a break from posting after finishing this oc at least i’m aight though ✌️

[justkillingthyme]

I can say that this is officially the end of my dailyposting. It’s been fun but I don’t think I can keep it up, especially not with a rigid schedule cause it’s been starting to stress me out (particularly keeping the polls running). I do hope to keep doing the fandom days at least in part, but I’m not going to force myself to get anything out. Pros of this are that my content will be of higher quality. Edits will most likely stop unless I have a large burst of inspiration, and my fic posting will be less regular. I’m going to try keeping it up every week still, but no guarantees.