#i was made for sunny days

[andromedism]

the gang’s spotify wrapped

[zipsunz]

universally loved 💐

here's a version with all of the senders labelled!

[crabsnpersimmons]

i like to tuck my sun and moon into bed when i get out of it, but after seeing your chibi sun and moon, i think of them every time i do now hehe!!

ohhhhh this is precious! thank you for sharing with me! blowing them kisses!! sleep well, little plushies ❤️❤️❤️

the minute i saw your photo i dropped everything to draw this:

shhh

they eepy

[staridust]

Jack’s going to learn how the internet works! Would you like to help show him?

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★ DO NOT USE/REPOST WITHOUT MY PERMISSION. NO MINORS.

Open for more! ↓

Introducing a rp twitter account for Jack, @SunshineClown84!

What if Jack’s sunshine decided it’s time he caught up with the times and had his own social media page? Well I’m testing that idea with a fan twitter. Complete with his own carrd and all! (Mainly for info sake)

Nah but for real, It’s just a little side thing I’ll be doing, can’t guarantee for how long or how active, but hopefully it’ll be fun!

As usual, if you go to follow that account you must be 18 and up AND have your age in your bio.

I’m unsure if I’ll bring the social media aspect over to here as well, but maybe in the future as a side blog? In the meantime, I’ll just be posting the drawings on here as well when they roll out.

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Also, thank you all so much for your reblogs and interactions on my posts as well! It absolutely means the world to me and I try to read every one of them. You all warm my heart in space, ha! ★

And I didn’t forget about last post’s explaining RF!Jack, I swear! I just have a few drawings I have to work on first and then when I find time I’ll get back to that since I also want a reference of his outfit to be included in the lore post.

I got hit with a major mental crash and haven’t been able to touch my tablet for a hot minute. I’m so sorry! ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅

[theokusgallery]

He's groovin'

[absolutely-not-my-main-blog]

Dennis Reynolds + Textposts/Tweets

+ bonus, this weird image the guy who smokes weed by the gas station accidentally sent me instead of the movie meme he meant to, which I immediately spun to be Dennis-related of course.

[r0b1ee]

🍀 Guess I'm the fool // with her arms out like an angel through the car sunroof 🍀

[Bend It Like Beckham // Good Luck, Babe! - Chappell Roan]

[mazeyphaedra]

HELIO CHOSE HER, BUT SHE CHOSE CASSANDRA.

Traci Brimall, Vive, Vive // Mitski, Goodbye My Danish Sweetheart // Unknown // Katie Maria, God is made of hunger and I am made of dreams // Ally Beardsley, Fantasy High: Sophomore Year // Caravaggio, Judith Beheading Holofernes // @inkskinned, When I’m sad, I write goodbye letters to the people I care about. Once I’ve said goodbye to everyone, I can go. // Ally Beardsley, Fantasy High: Junior Year // Florence & The Machine, Girls Against God // Hozier & Allison Russell, Wildflower and Barley

[the-surreptitious-albatross]

Pulled out my watercolours to paint the MLC gang having a well-earned rest by a lotus pond.

[velvetsart]

flower picking acrylic painting on 10x12" canvas

[tero-ga]

Yayyyyy finally done with Swap!Herlock design and along with doodles of bits of ideas that stays around in my head for past few months (and also just wanting to draw cute stuff hehe). In the future maybe I'll do Tobias and Gina after I'm done taking a break from drawing, I actually have the design wip that is in the dust for long time because i forgot about it (whoops), I will redo that eventually. Here's also the concept sketches too!!

[bichikichi]

For an emotionless looking guy he certainly has a lot of them.

[someofitwastrue]

IT’S ALWAYS SUNNY IN PHILADELPHIA

YOU NEED JESUS (YUNG GRAVY & BBNO$)

[unfunnystandup]

here is my neurodivergent charlie kelly collection. the hoodie has been stained by chef boyardee ravioli and (almost) by a bottle of testosterone. i have the horse shirt but can’t find it atm and yes our cat is named charlie no i will not be taking questions xx

[00fairylights00]

I hope this will be a healing message...... I keep thinking of making a high-humanity P laugh really hard 🥹 like doing or saying something he thinks is SO hilarious that he is literally on the floor, gasping for breath, unable to speak because he is genuinely dying with laughter.

Prolly would take some real tame shit to make him laugh like that too. Like a funny drawing.

I will keel over and die but in a happy, positive way. If you would allow me to add onto this though I’d like to think the higher the humanity the more his body reacts to touch, I think he’d be ticklish!

His head is in your lap, the usual resting place for him on sunny afternoons like this. The heat makes everyone sleepy and with Krat no longer under eminent threat P can finally just laze around and relax to his heart’s content.

The light turns his hair a chocolate brown as you run your fingers through it slowly, stopping every now and again to scratch at his scalp which earns you a happy hum and a beautiful, closed eye smile. Your other hand rests on the warm skin of his chest, visible through the opening in his shirt.

You can feel the steady beat of his heart under your palm, and the hand of his legion arm is laying on top of your own, squeezing every now and again to tell you that he’s not asleep, he promises he won’t fall asleep, he’s a liar but he’s happy and you don’t mind and he knows you don’t mind.

The heat is turning your mind syrupy but not enough that you don’t notice him flinch ever so slightly when the hand in his hair brushes against the length of his neck, his eyebrows furrow for only a moment but the idea is already in your head.

You only wish to test your theory.

As gently as you can you brush your fingers against his neck again, this time with far more intention. P jerks up, trying to escape your hold but you’re already one step ahead, having braced your arm across his front to trap him against you.

A beautiful sound falls from him, you can feel it through his back as much as you can hear it, he’s laughing! 

A proper, joyful, bordering on hysterical laugh. The sound was higher pitched than his talking voice, but was still rich and warm. You come to realise that this is the loudest he’s ever been, you don’t think you’ve ever heard P raise his voice. It’s nice to see him let loose, smiling big, broad and unabashedly.

With everything over and the state of his humanity clear, watching him navigate the ways he was taken advantage of was a careful thing. He’d become well acquainted with being angry and with being sad, so the moments when you could have him rolling on the floor, losing his mind over something silly was a blessing in every sense of the word.

You pushed him forward, the two of you wrestling against your bedsheets until you came out victorious. You sat straddled atop his stomach, digging your fingers into his neck as he squirmed and pleaded for mercy,

“Stop stop, I can’t breathe,” he laughed, throwing his head back and then pulling his chin toward his chest in hopes of trapping your hands.

You continued your assault of feather light touches, poking and prodding at other areas you thought might also be ticklish.

His chest, his armpits, his sides. It was the prod to his stomach that made him yell suddenly and almost throw you off of him entirely, as you tried to recover your balance he swept your wrists between one hand, breathing heavily as he tried to calm down.

“What… was that?” He asked breathlessly, smiling up at you dazedly.

“Tickling,” you hummed, also catching your breath.

“I thought I was gonna die,” he groaned dramatically, “do it again.”

“Catch your breath first,” you instructed, breaking your hands free of his grasp gently, “it’s nice to see you laughing, you deserve to be happy.”

His eyebrows turned upward as he soaked in your earnestness, a quiet thank you said with his eyes. His hands brushed against your outer thighs, you squirmed with a giggle and a mischievous smile took over his face.

“No,” you warned, “Pino don’t!”

He dug his fingers into your sides, copying your movements and making you squeal, he’d always been a quick learner.