#hehehehheehehe

[aceinacloset]

(Don’t ask why)

But I have just noticed that you (at least sometimes) draw Funtime Foxy with a ringmaster’s jacket.

For reference these masterpieces. (Yes, I have saved these. I love them too much.) Now, I’m a woman of costume design. I’ve always loved it. I’ve made quite a few designs that are made or at least in the making. (For reference)

This is jackets/vests for my OC (the one in my pfp) and Lolbit’s new design on FLAF.

NOW! Onto the point, I have drawn Funtime Foxy in many ways. One of my main ways is with a ringmaster’s jacket. (Forgive me) But I have sure your art and mine to make a quick sketch of his jacket!

What do you think?

This

This is my favorite thing in my inbox so far

Yes, REDUX Ft. Foxy is designed with a showman suit, I just get lazy drawing it sometimes

[nekofaust]

I need to start posting about my original blorbos but I must restrain...

[strawberries-n-ships87]

[eyesore-boi]

@athenaistrapped

I am not sorry

Thinking every day about what we could’ve had.

[aieroartstudios]

MY POOKIE DREW MY OCCCCCC AAAAAAHHHH AAAAAAAHH AHAHHHHHHHH

ITS SO SILLY AHA 😤🎀🎀🎀

[skxrbrand]

@thyunalloyed

By the Brass Blades of Khorne, could the fates not conspire against me for just a moment?

The once-Bloodthirster of Khorne feels exasperation more than rage, noticing a very tall and very blond figure morphing in from the corner of his eyes. Luminous, beautiful, a being clearly apart from the mortals of this wretched world. A Daemon, Kha'xanzyr has to assume, and one of the Prince of Delights at that.

"Do you want to know I find most loathsome about your kind?" The Bloodthirster rumbles. His blade sits in his lap, the tip buried in the dirt, callous red hands fingering the pommel thoughtfully. Kha'xanzyr's brow creases. He feels the other being more than he sees him.

" Your lack of honor. The glee at which you engage creatures that are already--"

Wounded. Reeling, from the loss of patrons both new and old. Kha'xanzyr is a low-burning fire, a mighty beast with a festering scar, but he can still scorch the hand of any who dares to harangue him. His tail gives a lash and at last he looks up, blue eyes burning into the intruder.

"What do you want, odious spawn of the Prince?"

At least, he hoped that was a spawn. From what he saw, this could very well be the Prince himself. And that would be terrible for him indeed.

[saunteredserpent]

rubbing my gay little gremlin hands together as I continue to write chapter 2 and include the twist I've come up with for Aziraphale's backstory

[odxrilove]

omg new mootmootie loves me

[badnews]

there   it   was.   that   flicker.

the   breath   that   caught.   the   fingers   around   the   glass   tightening   like   they   remembered   everything.   rocco   caught   it   all,   drank   it   in   like   a   man   still   parched   after   two   weeks   of   drowning   in   him.   kiha   could   try   to   act   indifferent   all   he   wanted,   cool,   poised,   dangerous   in   that   way   only   someone   trying   not   to   break   could   be,   but   rocco   had   already   seen   him   undone.   had   felt   it.   had   tasted   it.   he   didn’t   need   confirmation.   but   fuck,   that   ‘maybe’   hit   harder   than   any   checkered   flag   ever   had.

rocco   tilted   his   head,   eyes   tracing   the   way   kiha's   tongue   caught   the   last   drops   of   liquor,   unapologetically   slow   in   his   perusal.   there   was   something   cruel   about   the   way   he   smiled   then,   lazy,   knowing,   like   he’d   just   won   a   game   that   hadn’t   even   been   played   out   loud   yet.   “ that’s   new, ”   he   murmured,   voice   like   low   thunder,   barely   audible   over   the   music.   “ you   admitting   anything.   even   wrapped   in   a   maybe. ”

his   hand   slid   a   little   closer   behind   kiha’s   chair,   still   not   touching,   but   near   enough   to   claim   space.   his   whole   presence   a   lean-in,   a   gravity   shift,   the   kind   of   proximity   that   made   breathing   feel   like   cheating.

rocco   didn’t   look   away.   didn’t   blink.   he   watched   kiha   like   a   man   waiting   for   the   answer   to   a   prayer   he   hadn’t   meant   to   whisper.

“ you   know,   i   think   about   that   night   too. ”   a   pause,   deceptively   soft.   “ nights,   actually.   plural. ”

and   then   he   moved.   just   a   little,   leaning   in,   like   he   was   about   to   say   something   wicked   again,   something   sharp,   something   cruel …   but   instead,   he   stopped   right   before   contact,   letting   his   breath   curl   against   kiha’s   jaw   like   it   had   every   right   to   be   there.   “ tell   me   something,   pretty, ”   rocco   whispered,   lips   just   a   sigh   away   from   skin,   the   scent   of   his   cologne   and   whiskey   heat   between   them.   “ you   come   here   tonight   just   to   look   this   good …   or   were   you   hoping   i’d   ruin   you   all   over   again ? ”

rocco   smiled   then.   not   cocky.   wicked.   because   honestly ?   he’d   missed   him.   every   goddamn   inch.   and   if   kiha   gave   him   even   one   more   ‘maybe,’   rocco   was   already   halfway   gone.

the   longer   the   silence   carries   on   ,   the   quicker   his   heart   races   .   rocco's   doing   it   on   purpose   ,   he's   sure   of   it   .   if   he   had   to   guess   ,   the   other   man   was   fishing   for   a   reaction   but   kiha   wouldn't   give   him   the   satisfaction   —   too   stubborn   to   give   into   his   games   so   soon   .

that   doesn't   stop   his   breath   from   hitching   at   the   proximity   ,   fingers   subtly   tightening   around   the   glass   in   hand   as   he's   hit   with   the   memory   of   the   last   time   they   were   this   close   .   closer   .   when   lips   collided   ,   hands   wandered   desperately   ,   and   promises   unkept   were   whispered   against   each   other's   skin   . 

kiha   is   so   caught   up   in   the   memories   that   he   nearly   misses   what   rocco   is   saying   .   it   takes   wandering   fingers   to   force   him   into   the   present   . 

his   eyes   meet   rocco's   then   ,   briefly   —   but   just   long   enough   for   the   other   man   to   recognize   the   hunger   kiha   was   trying   to   mask   with   indifference   .    it   was   a   look   he'd   given   rocco   before   ,   back   when   they   had   nothing   but   time   and   freewill   and   the   desire   to   ruin   .   it   was   a   look   he   hadn't   shared   with   anyone   else   because   ruined   ,   he   was   .   no   one   else   compared   ,   not   that   kiha   would   ever   let   him   know   .

he   casts   his   eyes   downwards   ,   taking   a   sip   from   the   nearly   forgotten   glass   before   he's   licking   the   remnants   of   alcohol   from   his   lips   .   kiha   pretends   to   ponder   rocco's   question   ,   the   corner   of   his   mouth   lifting   as   he   meets   the   other's   eyes   again   .   ❛   maybe   i   did   .   ❜

[neo91502]

@tiredsmashbros hehehehheehehe silly mini comic because i thought it’d be funny

[charl0ttan]

AAUG YOURE SO PRETTY!!!!

TYYYYY HEHEHEHHEEHEHE 😁

[milkyplier]

Hehehehehehe of course!!! Thank you very much!!!!! Hhanenfmskannffmsknahs heheheheh :3 :3 :3 :D :D :D

A wee sketch for @la-sera :3 the downfall boys!!! :D I love your art very much and I just wanted to remind you you’re a fabulous artist and a even more fabulous person :D 💖💖💖

[artzary]

LITTLE!Heart and CG!Mind stimboard!

agere side of the CCCC fandom, where y'all at i'm gonna try and feed y'all <3 hehehehheehehe

CREDITS x x x x x x x x x

[vexter-the-comedian]

"CUT IT OUT!" *Despite his words, he's smiling like a happy lil man*

*Vex had went back to his room after what had happened last night, deciding to give Holly a bit of space for now. He lays stomach first in bed, snoring (like the pee-paw he is) in just his loose sweatpants and bandages that cover nearly his entire torso*

@vexter-the-comedian >:D

*He hears a noise that sounds like a type of technology*

[ziggyevenstar]

might (will definitely) make three posts tonight hehe. bit of an overshare but first photo was me waiting in the car for jerrel while he buys pt HAHAHAHA. idk i just felt so chill??? like i might be pregnant but at the same time i just KNOWWW i’ll be taken care of whatever happens next. it was just a pregnancy scare though 👶❌ but yeah ang sweet sa pakiramdam like whatever happens i’m happy and i feel assured that i’m going to have a really good life hahahha. after that we had our tennis sessions🤍🎾 super fun!!! i mean i died three times pero it was fun. di ko sure if may improvement but ang saya and i love wearing these skirts??? oh my god. yun lang po tapos binili nya ko frozen yogurt and asked me if i wanted it if he’d cook lunch for me this week hehehehheehehe hatid nya sa work hehehehhe i fucking won in the love department god i am so happy

[zones-spinterest-corner]

Hi spheer ve upon you!!!(i love Sphere am I right or am I right?/silly)

Sorry I couldn't help myself lmfao

HEHEHEHHEEHEH

Have a Cusic in return :]

(This is the only gif that Tumblr would let me upload sobbign)