#just a little sneak peek

[somerandomdudelmao]

I wonder who he's looking at...

[flowerprintundies]

Little Herbert🧪💉

[beeh0n3y]

A snippet of chapter three

[chirpfinch]

Low quality wip (alternate universe Sollux)

[supermarvel-fics]

Upcoming Fic Sneak Peek

since I'm only about halfway done with this fic and it's been over a month since I've started it, I thought I'd give a little look into what I've written so far to get you excited! I know most of my followers are marvel fans, but seriously if you haven't seen criminal minds, you definitely should!

snippet below the cut!

“So, now that you’ve met and talked with everyone, what are your thoughts on our little band of misfits?” The blonde asked, sitting down and turning her body to face you. You smiled and nodded.

“Everyone has been really great,” was all you said. Penelope kept her eyes on you, waiting for you to elaborate. After a few more seconds had gone by, she huffed and gently pushed your shoulder, causing your wine to slosh around in the glass. “Hey! Penelope! I have wine!”

“And I need details! I want all the hot goss!” She proclaimed with excitement.

“I don’t have any ‘hot goss’, Penelope,” You giggled as you made quotation marks around her choice of words. “I’ve only been here for a week.”

“Well, then just tell me what you think of everyone!”

Sighing, you took another sip of alcohol before placing it to the side and twisting your body to face her as well. “JJ is very sweet. She’s exactly how I expected her to be after you telling me about her.”

“Isn’t she!”

“And Emily is very funny and smart. She told me a joke just before the team left and I’ve been thinking about it for days,” You continued. “Rossi is wise. Hotch is… Hotch. He’s a definite leader, I’ll give you that… and yeah, everyone is super nice and I’m really glad to be working alongside them.”

You reached behind yourself to grab your glass, smirking slightly as you lifted it to your lips. Penelope glared at you, her head tilted just enough to know that she caught on to what you were doing.

“You’re not sneaky, honey. I know what you’re doing,” She accused you. You gulped down the rest of the pinot noir and sat your empty glass on her coffee table.

“You’re right, I forgot about Luke! He is very charming and funny, I can see why you like him so much.”

“WHA—” Garcia suddenly shouted. “I do not like him. He’s icky and weird.”

“Mhm, yeah, sure, I totally believe that.”

“Okay, fine, miss-weed-around-the-topic-of-conversation! Tell me about Spence!” Penelope shook your arm vigorously.

“I-hi don’t know what you’re talking about!” You laughed despite yourself. Penelope exhaled exasperatingly, sucking on her teeth as her eyes roamed over your body. You raised an eyebrow at her and opened your mouth to ask what she was doing, but whatever words almost came out turned in a squeak as she poked her index finger into the side of your belly and wiggled it around.

You grabbed her hand out of instinct, arching away from her. “Oh-ho no, Penelope, don’t!”

“Tell me about Reid,” She locked eyes with you, a smug grin forming on her face as your cheeks turned red.

“He’s nice! There!”

“Mm-mm, not satisfactory enough,” She said, snatching her hand out of your grip to pinch rapidly at the soft skin above your hip.

[umm0lly]

color theory - katya x sofia

Katya has always worn white. She never doubted that white was her color. She never cared for a different color. She never thought that perhaps she didn't need to put on this act- she viewed it as second nature.

Until Sofia came along. Until Katya smashed her mirror and watched the blood splatter the white carpet she had kept clean. Until Katya knew what she needed to do. Until Sofia started wearing green and that was the only thing Katya could focus on- her green eyes, her green dress, Katya's green jealousy for all the men who Sofia pays attention to instead of her-

Until today, she wore white. She was pure and calm. She was unconvincing. Nobody had reason to think twice about her. Until Sofia, she wore white.

Sofia thinks she'd look better in red. The drop of pomegranate juice, the splatter of blood on the carpet, the rich wine she and Sofia chat over- all the same color. Until Sofia, she never wore red. Until Sofia, she was pure. Until Sofia, she'd never kissed a girl, though she'd wanted to.

Until she started wearing red, Katya was trapped. The mirror in front of her reflected a thousand faces, none of which were her own. Until she started wearing red, the pomegranate lay untouched in a basket long forgotten, its blood red seeds screaming in a failed attempt to be heard and seen.

Now, Katya wears red. Now, Katya is poison. She is the blood that will be spilled upon the kitchen floor. She is the lipstick Sofia wore when she stained her glass. She is the glimmer in Sofia's eye when she flirts, a different glimmer than when she's with a man, when she's without Katya-

And now? Sofia wears green. She wears blue no longer. Sofia is reborn as the girl Katya can't take her eyes off of, as the girl to finally hear the pomegranate seeds as they beg and plead for validation, as the girl to finally tempt the temptress herself.

Now, Sofia wears green. And this Sofia? The world should fear her.

Katya has never felt less afraid.

[starryinkart]

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(Likes and Reblogs are appreciated!!)

Got a bit inspired by the J getting screen time due to getting a plushie and helping V escape the sentinels theory, so I decided to draw it!!

(Also my first time drawing J and Sentinels so sorry if it’s not 100%)

Hope ya’ll enjoy!!! I have more art coming before the episode…

4 DAYS LEFT GUYS!!!

(Close up for those who need it!!))

EDIT: Honestly this may still happen, but add Lizzy, Thad and Khan to the mix!

[comfys]

planning some really cool stuff for the roofs in my nyc build :)

[werewolf-transgenderism]

hehe :)

[greymantledlady]

i couldn’t stop thinking about this post i made earlier about Jamie and his ‘dad’s’ mannerisms so i giffed it for comparison 💔 it’s so hard to watch but i love how happy and bouncy he is in the second one with roy compared to how beaten and afraid he looks in the first ❤

[gmaybe666]

oooh I wonder what this could be and if I will neglect myself and my life to finish it ! WIP

[pianokantzart]

okay final w.i.p I'm gonna post, but please look at this rough draft Dimentio

[shima-draws]

Who knows this might be a situation like when everyone went to see the Sonic movie just because Jim Carrey was playing Eggman and it ended up being really good now everyone will go see the Mario movie just because Jack Black is playing Bowser and it will end up being really good

[the-ninjago-historian]

Kitty cat! Lol.

[classificationhell]

Sneak peek of the fourth chapter of Mon Ange.

Vox sat in his chair as he watched the monitors with rapt attention. The moment Alastor left the perimeter of Cannibal Town, all street cameras and three different drones were already watching him. Usually, the prick would only do some minor glitching with his powers, but the fucker was almost frying his cameras right now. Of course, this only made Vox more interested in what he was trying to hide, so he sent out a few guys along with more drones. Hoping Alastor would miss just one just long enough for him to catch a glimpse of whatever the old bastard was trying to hide. Was he somehow injured? No, then he wouldn't leave the hidey hole of his pal's.

The moment his men approached Alastor, they began disappearing into shadows. Vox was more than slightly annoyed as those chumps were likely soon to be double dead, and he'd have to find more simpleton to take their place. One of them, through the use of their squid like camaflouge was able to get really close, so close that Alastor was momentarily caught off guard though he didn't appear to be as he simply used a tentacle from the ground to impale the sinner and kept walking hand in hand with someone. The blink and you'll miss it half a second of footage was caught in many angles, and Vox gave up watching to see if Alastor would actively slip up in for of analyzing the shot. Alastor was holding hands with a smaller Sinner dressed as what cannibals were usually dressed as in a color matching the radio demon's. Vox stared at them from every angle. They were cute, he supposed, but he'd seen many men and women fawn over the radio demon, and he hadn't given them the time of day, so what was so different about you? And why was he, himself, getting suckered in as well?

That's when he heard a soft coo from his monitor that he instinctually knew was from an Omega. He couldn't tell why you cooed from the camera feed, but when you did, Alastor stopped to reassure you everything was fine, and he heard your sweet, little voice say, "Alright, Papa."

Vox just knew this wasn't some kind of odd perversion of a Daddy kink. No, it made since now why Vox looked at you on the half second images he got, and it made so much sense. You were not even just an Omega. You were a Little.

"Holy shit, Alastor is a Caregiver?!" Vox himself was sure, but he never suspected the old prick was.

Now that Vox knew what you were, though, he found himself doing what he oft does with Alastor, coveting. Whether it be his status, power, or ability to work around almost any situation and still come out on top, Vox coveted almost everything that Alastor had. Sure the idea of a Hotel to rehabilitate Sinners was a fucking awful idea and he wouldn't let himself be caught dead supporting such an endeavor as the sheer ridiculousness could ruin his brand's integrity, even if it worked a program designed to get rid of his customer base was something he'd never support. However, he could envy the way it gave Alastor a perfect in to eventually make a deal with hell's own resident bleeding heart Princess Charlotte Morningstar. Now his sights were set on you, sweet little you, with those lovely doe eyes and adorably small stature. He let a finger trail along your image. He decided then and there that he wanted you to be his. He'd keep close tabs on you and Alastor. The old prick had to let his guard down at some point, and when he did, Vox would swoop in and take you as his own. He'd be a much better option for a Caregiver than that old fossil anyway.

"Don't worry, Sunshine, you'll be home soon enough~"

[keter-class-anomaly]

Something something… Roger and centipedes

Maybe he likes them, maybe they live in his head, Roger with centipedes <33333