#just one or two pictures

[cheadarchesse]

Once again salty that if you filter patterns on ravelry to be "men's" it's still all women modeling things. And not even in a masculine style? She's wearing very feminine clothes. How am I supposed to tell what this will look like on a guy?

[anniilaugh]

”There was cute, like Carrot or Chopper, and then there was cute like a certified killing machine snuggling three babies at once.

Sanji had never in his life wished so hard for a snail, he needed a picture of this more than he had ever needed a picture of anything before. ”

Me: ME! I’LL BE THE SNAIL FOR YOU!🐌✏️📸

Fanart of Thirty Thousand (& Three) Nautical Miles by @brunetta6blog & Springtime4Persephone 💚

[grand-line-shenanigans]

For those of us who cannot comprehend big numbers (me) I have done the math. FOUR FUCKING YEARS. SECUNIT WHAT THE FUCK.

[dailypokemoncrochet]

[noxious-fennec]

Snapshots of simpler times..

[skywerse]

doodles from my big riptide doodle file I started a week ago

(part 1)

[kyouka-supremacy]

BUNGO STRAY DOGS ANIME GUIDEBOOKS

[blueskingdom]

and so what if i stare at you lovingly whilst you’re not looking

[returntosunder]

When I first saw Passion sans I absolutely LOVED his design and I had to draw him. He’s so pretty and the colors make me so happy I love him!

Passion Sans belongs to @vantriloquist

[rookdaw]

monster X monster hunter

[doctorsiren]

Gang I’m seeing Twenty One Pilots today !! 🫶💥

[askthestans]

Hey Stan, can you tell us stories about your brother Sherman being a total square?

Stan and Ford: At the same time. You mean Square-mie?

Both of them laugh, not in a harsh way, but the kind of lighthearted chuckles that usually come from one sibling teasing another. It's obvious they love their older brother, but... like most siblings, they'll always jump on a chance to make fun of one another.

Stan: Oh, he always hated that nickname! Look, Anon, lemme first introduce ya to the official scale of Pines fun-ness. At the top, there's me, for obvious reasons. Second best is Mabel, also for obvious reasons. And... He pauses, putting his hand to his chin. Damn, I gotta say, I think Ford's next-

Ford: I am as much of an adventurer as I am a scientist.

Stan: Yeah, definitely Ford, despite his dorkiness and obsession with... He gestures at Ford's honors and trophies for grades and intelligence related successes from childhood. That garbage. Good grades and other crap. And then-

Ford: Definitely our nephew, Dipper and Mabel's father. Works in IT, very smart, has a little bit more of Mabel's fun-loving nature. But far less adventurous than you or I. You and I could never live a boring suburban life like he does.

Stan: Grinning. Then, near the very bottom, you've got Dipper. No offense to the kid, but he's Ford's smarts but minus Ford's rebel streak. Walkin' wet blanket at times, always askin' how many laws we're breakin' while we're out havin' fun... although me and Ford are teachin' 'im to grow past it, as much as his parents will let us corrupt 'im. But he at least likes to have fun, I'll give 'im that. So that leaves us at-

Ford: Way at the very bottom of the Pines fun-ness scale, you have... Square-mie. He coughs. Shermie, sorry.

Both men howl with snorts and laughter again, barely able to explain why.

Stan: Wiping a tear from his eye, wheezing a bit. Okay, okay, Anon, picture this: take Dipper and his dad's wet blanket crap and crank it up to 1000. This guy? Our brother? Good ol' Saint Sherm? Guy's never even had a parking ticket his entire life! He won't even jaywalk! He never goes even one mile per hour above the speed limit! He's like the human equivalent of white bread. Of unflavored oatmeal. Got average grades, got a boring old suburban house with a literal white picket fence, had an average job-

Ford: Shudders. I have no idea how he worked as an IRS accountant for decades.

Stan: Ugh, don't remind me. He's always barkin' at me. "Stan, you pay your taxes yet this year?" this. "Stan, you need to contribute to your civic duty.", that. Cripes, ol' Sherm is like the anti-Pines. A Pines is supposed to laugh in the face of rules and authority. This guy huffs whatever authority's smokin' like he's part of a cult. Even when we were kids, he'd always do chores even when he wasn't asked. Kept his room clean as a whistle. Barked at me to do my homework and foiled our pranks when he could. Pure goody two shoes, so much he'd make an angel blush. I think all of our Ma's rebellion genes went to us, and Pa's strictness went to Sherm.

Ford: Yes, so after I returned and we explained to him what had happened, he...

Both men fall into a snicker fest again, unsure who will stop laughing first long enough to tell the story.

Stan: Holy mackerel, he... he... Snort. Picture Dipper at, like, seventy years old, but with an even bigger stick up his ass and even less muscles somehow. Gets told this long, convoluted as hell tale about me fakin' my death and pretendin' to be Ford for three decades, Ford gettin' lost in sci-fi sideburn land for just as long, the world almost ending with Sherm's grandkids along for the ride... just mind bendin' stuff... and the first words outta his mouth... and for reference, this guy never swears, and he never has thrown a punch at anyone... he's so square he's a cube! But he just says...

He wheezes, so Ford has to finish the story.

Ford: Snort. He raises his voice a bit, likely to mimic Shermie's. "I just knew I shoulda kicked your asses more when we were kids."

The two howl and cackle with laughter, leaning on each other for support.

Stan: And then he just... walked away, out his door, down the street to the gas station, bought beer for the - and I'm not kidding - the first time in his life, and sat back down in his old man chair and faced us as we just stood there, gobsmacked, while he cracked one open and drank it with an expression like a man betrayed. And he said-

Ford: "You two knuckleheads are lucky I'm even older than you, 'cause if I wasn't, I'd plant my loafer up your ass! You're gonna sit down, shut up, and let me drink this crap while I process whatever the f*ck I just heard and how many goddamn taxes you owe. And then maybe I'll think about huggin' your sorry asses."

More laughing.

Stan: I'm not sure if he was more mad about the taxes, or the fact that I'd faked my death all those years ago, or... the world ending part where Dipper and Mabes coulda been hurt... or maybe because we drove him to drink and swear and threaten someone for the first time in his whole goddamn life, all in the same day, he... Chuckles. He never really said. All I know is, is I don't think I've ever had my jaw that close to the floor in my life.

Ford: Honestly, I think we just kind of... broke him. Even still, I think he blew our minds more than we blew his.

Stan: He laughs a bit more, then shakes his head. Pfft, can you imagine Sherm kickin' our asses, anyway? He'd probably gently nudge one of our shins and give up. He's too nice for anything worse. That's the thing with our brother: he may be boring as sin, but... he's a good guy.

Ford: He always protected us from bullies when we were kids. Carried us home whenever we sprained an ankle or broke a bone.

Stan: And bought us ice cream whenever we asked, and fixed our bikes, and patched us up, scared the "monsters" outta our closet, and taught us most of what we know. Kind of like a second Dad, honestly, and one a lot less grumpy. A bit more somber. And he helped our parents out in their old age when we weren't around, until the... well, you know. 'Til the end.

Ford: His smile fades, then he sighs, expression a bit bittersweet. And he did actually hug us.

Stan: He scratches the back of his head, a bit embarrassed, but smiling fondly. For three hours straight.

[palidoozy-art]

Reflective eye rendering test.

[merakiui]

IDEA TIME‼️‼️

TWISTED WONDERLAND HAVING A OMEGA / ALPHA LIKE THING AND THEY TRY COURTING IN OMEGA / ALPHA LIKE WAYS BUT Y/N HAS LIKE NO CLUE WHATS GOING ON LIKE THE NAIVE CUTIE THEY ARE

Like alphas showing how they can provide for u and defend you to prove they are a worthy mate and trying to always be near by for when you go into heat so they can be the ones to ‘help’ you (why haven’t u gone into heat yet they just wanna show how much they love u maybe give you some kits too T^T)

and omegas making a nest out of clothes they stole from you so they can constantly be surrounded in your scent and taking any kindness u show as an attempt at courting them (oh your so sweet darling! Of course they’ll let you breed them!)

and u let them do their thing cuz u don’t know any better and it’s all fun and games until ur pinned against a wall by a annoyed alpha in his rut or locked in a room with a desperate omega in heat who won’t let u out until u relive them 💖 🐺

OOOOOO what if it's a world where betas are very uncommon, so when you don't exhibit any signs of being an alpha or an omega everyone's so confused. T_T they just want to mate with you so badly, but you're not showing any indication that you're even remotely interested in them. Some of them are so desperate to have you that they might just drug you with an aphrodisiac and pretend you're in heat or rut just to satisfy their own delusions. :)

Since you come from a world where this concept doesn't exist, everything's so new and strange for you. You have no idea why they keep wondering if you're a rare case of beta, but you agree nonchalantly because perhaps that'll get them to stop trying to court you? Mate with you? Perhaps those two are one and the same... ;;;;

Aphrodisiacs are one thing, sure, but when you're tech genius (and resident virgin loser) Idia Shroud you have both the power of anime (hentai) and science on your side. >:) it doesn't matter if you're a beta or not. He can fix you (literally) and make it so your body produces the sweetest pheromones anyone's ever smelled before, make you so sensitive and codependent that even the mere suggestion of your omega or alpha is enough to send you into your heat or rut, keep you so blissfully unaware on a cocktail of drugs while he works to make you his perfect, pretty Persephone. And then you'll finally know what it's like when slick is pooling between your thighs and you're so out of it that the last thing on your mind is to fight against the inevitable.

[fresanita]

Angel Dust Turns Human - Pg1

I need to mention how insane it is that Angel Dust is like, around 8ft tall. I'm not good at drawing tall people, so his human form made him shorter since, if he was alive, he'd be at least around 6ft; that's as tall as he's gonna get!

Anyways, I like Angel Dust centered media bc he's my fav🫶👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨 It upset me, when I finally watched the damn show, how little screen time he had (no, those 2 episodes were not enough for me). Personally, I don't think his character was that explored, so I'm just stretching him out a bit in this - even if it goes against Canon, sorry☹️

In fact, this whole comic goes against Canon😔. Since the whole point is Parental Alastor & Angel as a son figure. I don't see enough of that (obviously since it doesn't fit much but idc) so I made my own.

It's also possessive Alastor, since I really love 'yandere' parental/platonical relationships, there's not much media with that trope💔

NO ROMANCE! This whole thing is found family🙏

[keymintt]

blood & honey