#kIND OF ????

[lopsaii]

Ongoing stepladder debate

[mrspronouns]

[countingstars-17]

Charles: "Today i paid for yesterday's qualifying.... yesterday's qualifying was....."

Mara: "Not clean! Watch out or they will fine us!"

Charles: "Yes! Then i have to work with Max and I don't want it!"

[the-pupperrrrrrr]

I've been so so horny for men these past few days. I cannot stop daydreaming about being on my knees in front of one, drooling at the bulge in the pants in front of me. or getting bent over a desk or a table or anything and getting bred from the back like a man should be. or being tied up, gagged, blindfolded and distributed through a party full of frat boys and other horny men. you understand my struggles.

[diesfortunae]

Plus some extra doodles of the other guys. In this OFF night

[floorbeastie]

sherlock & co? on my currenttly tma dedicated blog? how queer!

[sammybeann]

Obsessed with the idea of Dean baby birding little Sammy. He came up with the idea when toddler Sam was refusing to drink anything, so Dean told him that drinking 'Dean water' would help him grow big and strong, just like his big brother. 

And so he told Sam to open his mouth, taking a sip of water, holding it in his mouth before leaning down to gently spit it into Sam's little mouth, who swallowed it down without any fuss. 

It became a regular thing after that even as they grew, transferring mouthfuls of water, juice, soda, whatever they had on hand at the time.

They only stopped when John caught them when Sam was 13 and Dean was 17, and they never spoke of it again, buried it down once they realized how weird it actually was. 

That was until they were laying in a motel room shortly after Dean had picked Sammy up from Stanford, who had just watched Jess burn up on the ceiling. In his state of depression, Sam hadn't been eating, hadn't been drinking, hell, he had barely been sleeping. 

It came to a head when Dean begged Sam to at least have a sip of water, and to his surprise Sam had turned to look at him from where he was laying on the lumpy motel bed, eyes puffy and red from crying. 

"Can I have some Dean water?" He asked, voice sounding so small, so pleading. 

Of course Dean obliged, and since that day they continued to make it a regular thing again, Dean feeding Sam mouthfuls of beer, transfering shots of whiskey into his baby brother's mouth and if their lips happened to brush after the fact, well, nobody needed to know.

[astro-naut9]

[mellohiizz]

can i get 1 (one) reddoons

who's that reddoons kid i keep hearing about??

[coatl-cuddles]

Goobbye splaoon I luv you,,,

Anyways back to drawing Sky

[justawrites]

Something I spent today working on. Had this idea for a while where Narinder accidentally gets switched with his past, more gentle and optimistic younger self.

I'd post the full page versions but I'm on mobile rn. Might post them in a reblog, but sorry for the messy handwriting and sketches, I wanted to line them but I ran out of time. Maybe next time I have freetime <3

Tomorrow when I'm at my computer I'll transcribe it so its easier to read, but gotta go to bed now. Got an exam in the morning O7

[cubedkennedy]

[coca-colas-truck-driver]

sam doesnt drink much, but when he does he talks. some nights its just complaints jess can barely make out in sam’s mumbling tone, while his head is on her shoulder or in her lap as she cards her fingers through silky brown hair and helps him fall asleep. but most of the time its semi coherent stories about his childhood. she listens, takes a seat next to him on their couch where there’s an empty twelve pack on their coffee table in front of him, and tries to understand what sam means when he talks about his brother and his father, and how he had to get away. he never explains why, just replies “i couldnt do that to dean. he did so much, i just couldnt put that burden onto him.” when she tries to ask why he had to leave. while he talks he looks at her nose instead of her eyes.

jess doesnt push, she knows hes drunk, and probably doesnt even know what hes talking about. but she wonders, what was so bad that sam couldnt tell his brother, and couldnt even tell jess after the fact?

[spinus-pinus]

Red Phalarope Phalaropus fulicarius

6/15/2023 Bolsa Chica Ecological Reserve, California

[volterran-wine]

𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐰

The Ethics of Saturnalia

Political ramifications of having a Paramour

Leo in a Relationship

The fact I made Carmen's fancast Monica Belucci

How many playlists is too many?

Risks of studying in a vampire infested palazzo.

Austrian cafe culture.

Vergil vs. Caius vs. Motivation.

"Demetri not dealing with his problems™"

Heidi and Felix's friendship.

Antique gold.

Googles: The Lost Chapel of Bones (yes it is real).

Googles again: How long does it take to write a fanfic?

(In other words we have some interesting headcanons, questions and stories on the way.)