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[nikogane]

klance old man yaoi

[pinklimenade]

scoops troop! ⚓

unfortunately i have been too busy to draw lately, so here's some stobin art i made back in october!

likes and reblogs are appreciated!!!! 💙💙

[lyr-caelum]

✨IN EVERY UNIVERSE✨

- Never been to the moon

Night club part 2 🌑

I might post this frame by frame latter 🫠…

[yjcorefourenjoyer]

not sure if it was you but you have an au that’s called somethin like Robin snaps and if so what was it about?

i do have an au called that!

That Au was made in this post which I later named “Just snap Robin” in this post.

it’s an au about how Robin(Tim) is seen as a guy who is calm and isn’t quickly to anger, emotionless so to speak. He just doesn’t react. no matter what people say about him, even to his face.

Cuz of that people started to walk all over him, not listening to what he says, insulting his skills- that sort of thing.

But there are people who have made him mad enough or sad enough to see his emotions, to see his anger, to see him yell….

And let’s just say that those people do NOT do anything on the prior list for fear of their lives out of respect for Tim :D. (both)

anyways- in that group of people who respect Tim their are some *cough cough* impulse *cough cough* who don’t like the way people are treating him and they feel like if he snapped, and showed his true self people would respect him more.

he hasn’t snapped yet but he’s gotten close. Annnd that’s the au so far!

[karos-4art]

LOOK AT THAT 

~ vibes ~

[bakubunny]

give and take

a/n: retired (disabled) shota x disabled reader hurt/comfort fluff. pls read all the tags; this is very self indulgent bc that’s how i feel like writing today. also i did a quick grammar check but this is generally unedited.

tw: neurological disorders, tics, muscle spasms, speech problems, dissociation, functional seizures, established relationships, l-bomb, reader is called baby, babygirl, daddy as nickname/title (used once)

You stood in the kitchen, chefs knife in hand as you cut the last of the vegetables out before you. Shota rinsed rice at the sink on your right. You froze briefly before a muscle spasm shot through your hand, then a small tic. It was hardly any movement, but he caught it in the corner of his eye. Five years into retirement, you’d swear Shota was still sharp as ever.

“You okay?” he asked.

The sound of water stopped.

There was a slight hesitation in your voice. “Yeah. I’m good.”

With a few measured slices, the job was done. Your hand seized again. The large knife clattered onto the counter.

“Shit, sorry,” you said. More for yourself than him, perhaps.

Another small vocal tic.

Shota glanced your direction. “Let me take care of the rest.”

“Really, I’m-I’m fine, Sho,” you replied, transferring the cut onion onto a plate.

The subtle shift in his face told you he held his tongue this time when he’d rather not. Sure, you had a bad habit of pushing yourself too hard, but Shota had no room to talk on that. He knew - especially now - that life didn’t stop just because you did.

You shut your eyes; one pulled back and rolled for a second. Your body grew tired and heavy. “Just been a long-”

One moment, you were standing, the next, your legs gave out beneath you. There was a clang when the metal bowl of the rice cooker hit the floor. Rice and water splattered nearby as Shota caught you, body limp in his arms.

“Baby?”

An eyebrow twitched in response. Your head lolled forward painfully. Shota pulled you back into his shoulder and carefully lowered you to the floor, your head in his lap. A muscle spasm ripped down your spine as your back arched, muscles so tight that your extremities shook and your vision blurred once it passed once your eyes opened. Head foggy and empty, you fought your body to respond. A small groan left your throat.

“I’m right here. I love you,” Shota said, running his fingers through your hair.

Another look of fear crossed your face with a whine. You wanted to apologize and crawl into his arms, but your body stayed still. And your husband knew you too well.

“Don’t be sorry.”

You laid with him as spasms came and went, along with your awareness of the things around you. When you came to a little, your fingertips stretched out seeking his hand, so he reached for yours.

“Hey, babygirl. You with me?” he said.

“Mhm.” You still couldn’t move much. But this was something.

“Am I okay to carry you?” Shota asked.

“I… think so,” you said.

With relative quickness and the ease of a practiced hero, he gathered you up in his arms and carried you to bed.

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

You laid in bed with Shota, your head on his shoulder, finished dinner plates on the tray he’d set at the end of the bed, and sighed.

“Sometimes I really hate all of this,” you said. “I hate that you have to do so much for me. You’ve got enough to handle.”

“You’re the love of my life. Why would I leave you to suffer?” he asked.

When you stayed quiet, he continued. “It’s give and take. You do just as much for me.”

“I know…” you replied. “Sho?”

“Mm?”

“If… if I take care of the dishes, will you take a bath with me?” You played with the hem of his shirt.

Shota smiled softly. “You want daddy to wash your hair, baby?”

A grin pushed at your cheeks. “Maybe, yeah.”

“You don’t need to do anything to have that,” he replied. “I have the energy tonight. Let me take care of you.”

You hugged him tighter. “Thank you.”'

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[lesbiantord]

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[aritheunfortunate]

Could you draw Jim and Draal being brothers?

Sure!

They are definitely brothers but not in blood lol

[datcravat]

Pneuma!! Been wanting to finish this drawing for a long time, so happy!

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[propertyofkylar]

little m!mason x gn!pc fic

cw: teacher/student relationship, dubcon, dominant reader

Ending the school day in swimming class was always a delight. Going in the pool was a relaxing way to finish a difficult day. Plus, you got to see your favorite teacher.

Today, you were in full teasing mode. Flaunting your body whenever possible, “accidentally” letting your swimsuit slip. Each time, you noticed how Mason averted his eyes. And it made you want more.

But at the end of class, as you climbed out of the pool, you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Come back and see me after you get changed,” Mason said, unable to meet your gaze. And while your classmates started laughing about how you were in trouble, you were filled with excitement.

You put your uniform back on and waited for the other students to leave before heading into the pool room, where Mason was sitting on a bench. You took a seat beside him and moved closer than necessary, pressing your thigh against his.

Mason wasn’t looking your direction at all, instead focusing on some random spot on the wall. “You’re really terrible, you know that,” he said, his voice sounding strained.

You couldn’t help but laugh. “And yet you’re the one who asked me to see you, hm?”

He didn’t respond. Instead, he sighed, before finally turning his head to look at you. You smiled at him and he blushed.

“Cute,” you teased, and he dropped his head into his hands.

“Do you know what would happen if we got caught? What they would say about me…” Mason trailed off.

You rolled your eyes. “You say that every time. And we haven’t gotten caught. Besides…” your hand trailed up his thigh and you felt him shudder. It made you smile. “You’re having fun anyway, right?”

Mason sighed again, looking you in the eyes. But if he was going to say something it was quickly forgotten as you leaned in and kissed him.

His lips were soft, and as usual, every inch of him smelled of chlorine. You felt him hesitate before placing his hands on your waist, kissing you back with more eagerness than he would’ve liked to admit. You groped at his crotch, his swim trunks still damp from the pool, and enjoyed his soft moans as you felt the bulge grow.

“That’s what I thought,” you murmured against his lips, and he let out an indignant “mmph” as a response.

When you pulled away, his head tilted forward slightly, as if the absence of your lips made him lose balance. Mason’s eyes widened as you slipped off the bench and settled between his legs.

“H-here?” He said in a strangled tone. “Out in the open?”

You rolled your eyes as you tugged his trunks down, enjoying the sight of his hard cock smacking against his toned stomach. “Relax,” you said as you languidly began to pump his shaft. “School’s over. No one’s gonna walk in. And even if they do…” you smirked as Mason’s face grew red. “They’ll just be jealous, anyway.”

“You’re awful,” he said, turning his head away as your hand moved faster.

“You’re not telling me to stop,” you replied, leaning forward to lick a drop of precum from the head of his dick. He didn’t say anything, but you could see his muscles clench.

Mason rubbed his hand across his face and let out yet another sigh. You moved your head to suck on the side of his shaft and he practically whimpered.

“Please,” he breathed, his eyes squeezed shut.

You looked up at him innocently. “Please what? Please stop? Please keep going? Look at me. How can you be a good teacher if you can’t even use your words properly?”

Mason exhaled shakily before opening his eyes and staring directly at you. The intensity made your heart skip a beat.

“Please suck my cock…”

You grinned. “See, was that so hard? You’re so cute when you speak so lewdly like that.”

Relaxing your throat, you wrapped your lips around his dick, reveling in the way Mason was instantly moaning. You slid your head forward taking in as much of his length as you could, until your nose was practically touching his stomach.

If Mason wasn’t looking at you before, he definitely couldn’t take his eyes off of you now. You looked up at him through your eyelashes and he whined, reaching a hand out to palm the back of your head. “Fuck…” he whispered.

You smiled but didn’t say anything, your mouth clearly preoccupied. Mason started thrusting his hips into your mouth and you expertly held back your gag reflex. This was nothing new to you, after all.

You bobbed your head as you alternated between licking and sucking, never doing the same thing for too long to keep Mason on his toes. And it was working. He was getting increasingly flustered, his hands tangling in your hair as you continued your work.

He bit down on his lip and then the palm of his hand to keep from crying out, but even still, his stuttered breaths reverberated in the empty pool room. You idly wondered what would even happen if the two of you got caught. Probably blackmail, you mused, especially if the one who caught you was Leighton.

“F-fuck,” Mason whined, breaking you out of your distracted thoughts. “I-I’m gonna…”

He trailed off and you hummed happily around his cock as an assent. Mason clearly couldn’t help himself and cried out as your mouth filled up with his hot, salty cum.

You pulled off his cock with a pop and gave him another winning smile. He dropped his head into his hands.

“You’re…you’re the absolute worst,” he groaned.

A glance at the clock made you yelp and stand up. “Sorry, babe. I’m gonna be late for work. We can continue this tomorrow, yeah?” You pressed a quick, wet kiss to his cheek before grabbing your bag and dashing off. “You owe me for this!”

And you left Mason sitting entirely naked on the bench, flushed and panting.

[alccorn]

*soft kissed*

[itsdappleagain]

okay lads i colored it :D hope u enjoy

reblogs are appreciated <3

[ariflorarts]

I made a human design of Puss lol.

[chrryb00]

noctis scene kid sorry guys

[scribble333]

Charlie: Hey Vaggieee :D

Vaggie: yeah?

Charlie: SO- Wait, i have been preparing for this for some time hold on-

Vaggie: take your time sweettie.

Charlie: AgHaem. Did it Hurt when you fell from heaven? Cause-

Vaggie: it did

Charlie:

Vaggie: my eye got ripped out of my head

Charlie: im-

Vaggie: and also my wings

Charlie: Vag-

Vaggie: took a long time before they grew back.

Vaggie: But im alright now, okay? If you're worried, you dont have to be, i have you now. *gives Charlie a kiss on the cheek and walks off*

Charlie:

Charlie:

Angel dust, showing up behind her: come on~

Charlie: *looks at him*

Angel: get it out

Charlie: I AM SO FUCKING STUPI-

[convo-luted]

mista white, the top surgery went great