#it's 4am. help.

[todayis-snowy]

admiring his work

woke up in a cold sweat realising i've never drawn vampire!vere and succubus!noël

[inkyprism]

Big gift for a lot of people

Boxer Pomni belongs to @burrotello

Carnival Pomni belongs to @sm-baby

Ragamaster! Pomni belongs to @milezperprower

Horror Pomni belongs to @storminatorxd

Mafia Pomni belongs to @cna-enterprise

Plushie Pomni belongs to me!

Bartender Pomni belongs to @nebulaickiwi

Another Mafia Pomni belongs to @artistkun

This Pomni belongs to @void-hoodie

Madness Pomni belongs to @ahtqueenuwu

Dance Rush Pomni belongs to @theamazingdigitaldancerush

Dating sim Pomni belongs to @ QueerdoTheWeird on twitter

Harlequin Pomni belongs to @tadc-harlequin-au

And another mafia Pomni belongs to @antisquare

Programmer Pomni belongs to @hysteriastrikes

Comedy Horror Pomni belongs to @spitinsideme

Mythical Pomni belongs to @void-hoodie

Shelter Pomni belongs to @samicarabarbaru2137

Horror Land Pomni belongs to @dhl-au

Toy Pomni belongs to @nobody-nexus

Wonderland Pomni belongs to @endomentendo

Freakshow Pomni belongs to @kookydoodleky

Barista Pomni belongs to @fenrir-fox

Circus of Hell belongs to me

[lazylittledragon]

i refuse to believe that boycotting is hard. my favourite thing in the world is ordering maccies after a late night at work/a concert/getting drunk. yes i do miss it sometimes. but the other night i ordered from a small place near my house instead and it was the most orgasmic burger i've ever had in my life. i very rarely say this but fucking suck it up people are DEAD

[doydoune]

something something about mentors and cycles and mentors and cycles

[fl00mie]

more ink's flower au stuff

sooo this is obviously a reference to that gif in undertale's newsletter lmao, ofc protraying blue as paps cause, here comes my new headcanon about this lovely au, i love to think ink leaves flowey with blue when he's travelling around universes, flowey for sure got attached to him in an instant becauuuse yea papyrus' personality, although he gets embarrased when he sees swap chara bc REASONS (i'll perhaps draw smth about this?)

[ non especially related but these gifs with paps and flowey made me think flowey actually started living with the rest on the surface, at first i though flowey's ending was open AND i think it was (idrk actually ww i left the fandom on like 2019 and i wasn't aware of any undertale content -sort of- until 2 months ago) until this stuff released ]

i'll find time to draw more i swear ink sans by @/comyet underswap by popcornpr1nce undertale by toby father fox

[xxplastic-cubexx]

you open my Super Important Documents and its just pictures of charles xavier

[acoraxia]

How have you made so many people so down bad for a hedgehog.

I’m still over here begging for some shadow content

i think people just really like sonic man idk- uh- speaking of shadow

u gets a lil drawing of him, freshly woken up to this weird lil friendship being presented to him, on the house

[spookynaught]

I just can't stop thinking about how differently Vince treats Rody.

Remember that scene with Vincent and one of the cooks on Day 3? Pretty messed up already, but one detail that makes it even worse caught my attention - cook's posture. Hands still behind his back, no struggle. Complete obedience. Employee is being humiliated and threatened, but there is no sign of resistance. It just shows how inadequately high Chef's demands are. How harsh he is.

And when we have Rody. Fella was late on his second day and also got soaked in the rain making Chef himself take care of that wet dog. Buddy ignores his intied tie even more than dirty dishes in the kitchen, talks to his boss in informal way without a second thought. And ofc can't forget about the elephant in the room - restaurant review mentioning Rody's poor service.

And yet... Vince tolerates him. He simply doesn't pressure that much or even turns a blind eye. Harsh professional who only cares about restaurant's prosperity... suddenly had a change of heart.

Cold-hearted chef: you better not be silly clumsy ginger guy with dog vibes

Rody: hey

Cold-hearted chef: 🤯🤯🤯

I just can't, my heart is melting 😭😭😭

Here, take this stupid hyperbolic meme as a reward for enduring my writing

[that-fox-thing]

Welp

moon Nexus and Dark Sun doodles

[aetherean-alchemist]

(WIP) Portraits of King Foolish and Queen regent Ros

Notes

I don't think it's official but I love the idea that tr!Ros has been queen regent after tr!Foolish lost his lives and until he returns

Idk if these are my final character designs for tr!Foolish and tr!Ros

I wanted an excuse to draw 16th century inspired clothing because I just think it's neat 👍

[khryovroom]

Prowl and Jazz give each other a gift. What do you think they would give each other? (Anything goes but it can't be a datapad or flowers)

I thinkkk Prowl would give Jazz a recompilation of Earth's music but does so once in a month, and he does it by genres. First it was jazz, then rock, pop...etc. Since I think Jazz would've have mentioned he would like to hear it but hasn't got the time to really look into it.

As for Jazz- I have this hc that he likes to do lil crafts, small gifts that little by little are taking over Prowl's daily space (bracelets, cups, pots for Prowl's crystals, you name it!)

...Also lol I suck ass at writing dialogues because i'm such an indecisive person and I don't leave any space to write one anyways. So yall can imagine/interpret the dialogue as you please 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[innome0]

SURPRISE >:D @fallisl1fe @glitchgh0sty

did this take 7hours to make? yes

em i giggling and kicking my feet cuz of excitement like an idiot? also yes

these 3 have consumed my brain to the point of making a animation on a whim and finishing it in a day which is a miracle, usually finding a unicorn would be a more realistic goal but here we are

:3 hope you guys like it

[aeonophagic]

prequel to the cutscene

[doydoune]

pov: you just killed your dad in an elevator (ASMR) (5 HOURS)

[98752-blog]

super scary pt2

TW: Anal, coercion?, public fondling, public orgasm, tail pulling, thigh riding,

The bar was a cacophony of sound, low lights and a sea of colors and chaos.

It wasn't hard to spot your boys, tucked in the back of the bar, right by the washrooms, a wide view of the whole room.

What surprised you was the costumes they were sporting and even in your semi-delirious state you were baffled.

Your captain was sporting a phantom of the opera mask, dark cloak falling over his shoulders, overtop of the crisp suit he wore.

Gaz was nearly looking like himself, red jacket over an England football jersey, plaid trousers but his neck and hands were adorned with golden accessories.

The one that shocked you the most was your lieutenant, donning a denim vest over a black shirt, spikes atop his shoulders, a red feathery mohawk protruded from his mask, and he had even tied a red bandana around his bicep, the fabric flexing when he reached for his glass.

"Took you two long enough, thought you'd keep us waitin' all night." Ghost rumbled, taking a swig of his bourbon. You couldn't stop staring at him, only jerking in surprise when Soap pulled you onto the bench, your core and ass pulsing from the sudden movement.

A fresh wave of slick trickled down your thighs and you ducked your head in embarrassment, praying to the Gods that your squadmates wouldn't notice.

"Sorry, Lt. Our lil medic had a bit of an issue with 'er costume - couldnae quite figure i' out but I helped. Ain't tha' righ' birdie?" Soap nudged you conspiratorially, you scowled at him, heat rising beneath your cheeks, you could feel your heartbeat in your cunt - and having four pairs of eyes on you certainly wasn't making things more bearable.

"I didn't want to come." You admitted, frown marring your face.

"You lost a bet." Ghost surmised, assessing your reaction instantly. You nodded in defeat, shifting in your seat when the plug pressed against the sensitive spot inside you. You could barely think, could barely breathe - the conversation was carrying on without you, which suited you perfectly, but you needed release, just a little scratch.

"Soap-", the pressure from sitting to standing had you gritting your teeth, hand reaching out to snatch his arm.

"Come with me to get more drinks." No room for argument in your tone, he shrugged when all eyes turned to him, scooting out of the booth and following behind dutifully.

"Doin' alrigh' bonnie? Lookin' awfully heated there." When you both finally reached the bar.

"And who's fault is that?" You seethed, eyes narrowing at his faux innocent expression. He smiled coyly, eyes half lidding when he spied the way your chest rose and fell rapidly.

"Och, dinnae flap, wee one - jus'a coupla hours and ye can work i' off teh yer hearts content." He leaned in, breath warming your ear further.

"Could go fer a quickie if yer real desperate." You squeezed your eyes shut when someone bumped into you from behind, jostling your tail up your ass even more. You hissed quietly, a whine slipping out, Soap pressed himself to your front, head dipped low to speak more filth in your ear - he was all you could see, all you could hear - the loud music drowned out in the sweet lull of his brogue.

"Could jus' take ye in the back, would only need a minute b'fore yer gushin' over ma fingers." You bit your lip, his lips grazed your forehead and you looked at him through your eyelashes, the red hood covering his head, hiding his mohawk, casted a shadow over his gaze - pinning you in place. You sucked in a breath, churning blue waters; a thunderstorm waiting to happen, if you looked away you would be sucked back in, you would drown.

"W-we can't risk it. They'll know..." You whimpered, thighs gently pressing together to abate the hunger licking you in your gut. He smirked, lips pressing to your brow.

"Big ba' wolf, not so ba'. More like a wee pup." He crooned, near mocking. You couldn't bring yourself to retort, at some point you had slipped so close to Soap his thick thigh had come in-between your legs, pressing up against your cunt, just barely grazing the anal plug.

Lost in your haze you barely registered someone coming up right behind you, and tugging on your tail - heat lapped at your insides, you gasped, a moan leaving your throat, the motion sent you jerking into Soap, placing even more pressure on your already sensitive clit. Two sets of hands steadied you as you keened, an orgasm tearing through you, making you stumble.

"Fuckin' 'ell," you heard behind you.

Oh no, oh no, no, no, no

"Ghost," You whined, his warm hands shifting from your waist to your hips. You tipped your head, gaze looking upwards - his dark brown eyes were nearly black, brows lowered behind his mask. Fuck you must have looked like a sight, hair messy, face glistening and mouth agape, desperately trying to breathe through your post orgasmic daze, while your hips were softly rocking back and forth.

"Thought you lot were pickin' a scrap. Looks like I was wrong." Heat curled once more in your cunt, he hadn't taken his hands off you, in fact, he hadn't even looked away - his darkened eyes pinning you in place.

"Innit she jus' tha cutest, Lt.?" Soap said, mouth stretched in a grin, Ghost hummed behind you, eyes dancing over your features before rising to meet Soaps stare.

"Prettiest girl I ever seen." Ghost agreed, you trembled in their hold - the praise dripping down your legs in near rivulets, soaking through Soap's pants..

"Should sho'er how pretty she is." A set of hands drifted down your body, hands gently prying your cheeks apart, something thick pressed itself into you from behind, the rough material doing nothing to hide the size and hardness.

"Does this pup follow orders?"

"Guess we'll find out, Eh, L.t?"

For my muses: @shotmrmiller , @charliemwrites, @ghouljams

you make my worms feel seen

[centaur-dreaming]

Aftg Hunger Games au with Jean as Katniss because in the end Elodie dies anyway