#oooo helpful!

[lyraofthestarsss]

Pink haired tango pink haired tango pink haired tango pink haired tango pink haired tango-

Someone please add some lithium and potassium to that creature please I am ON MY KNEES 🙏🛐

[n3rdy247]

CHAT IS THIS FUCKING REAL

[courtney-deserved-better]

rayne this, juliayne that. what about wintern (wayne x intern)

[lonely-dog-draws]

faith chapta 3 doodlin'

[spectascopes]

PAPYRUS PUTS ON A REALLY CUTE SWEATER AND YOU CANNOT HELP BUT LOOK AT HIM

I'm writing a Papyrus/Reader fanfic in which he wears this, bc his clothing is "AS MULTIFACETED AS HE IS"

[pixlokita]

Why is Gregory’s bandaged arm bleeding again

The pressure and lack of stitches reopened the wound >> lil gremlin has to let his arm rest for a while so it can heal properly -w-)b

[cybertron-smash-or-pass]

Beast Wars Rampage

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

rings little bell more Childhood Friends AU brainrot ehe you as Ajax's best friend for several years, being there when he went missing at age 14. those three days he was gone were the worst days of your life, filled only with worrying yourself sick and searching for your beloved friend, forgetting to eat and sleep even when his parents and yours send you home. it's only when you get the news that he's found, Ajax is home! that you allow yourself to smile as brightly as you did before, excited to see your friend again. you don't get to see him for another week, though- his parents want to have him recover from whatever ordeal he might've gone through, and you politely keep your impatience under wraps until finally, finally you're invited over to his house a little ways down Morepesok. his mother greets you, looking tired but happy, and directs you up the stairs to Ajax's room. the door is closed when you get there, and not even knocking will get an answer, so you slowly crack it open yourself and peer inside. "Ajax?" one bright blue eye stares back at you from inside the dark room and you gasp, quickly stepping inside and closing the door as you stare at what you can only guess is your friend, hunched in a corner. he's taller now, although not as tall as all the adults in your life, and changed. instead of fingers, there were claws; peculiar armor covered his whole body, with a ruff of lilac fur on his shoulders. gone were the squishy cheeks and freckles you loved poking, replaced by a crimson mask-like face with twin horns twisting towards the sky. he sees you staring and whimpers, unable to control his new transformation, turning away from your wide eyes. surely you won't be his friend anymore after this- he's surprised you even came to see him in the first place but this must be the final straw, even for someone as sweet as you- "You're so cool!!" you squeeze Ajax in one of your bone-crushing hugs, the ones reserved for him and him alone, hands patting his hair and fluff in awe. you ramble about how soft the fur is, how spiky his armor is, how cool his mask looks- all with glittering eyes that tell how excited you are and how much you missed him, and Ajax's whines turn to happy little chirps as he hugs you back, his best friend in all of Teyvat. when his mother checks on you both, she sees you and her son sprawled on the floor together, Ajax sleeping peacefully for the first time since he returned.

[koriyokai]

I was bored so I drew this lol

[chososdiscordkitten]

the other day I came to a earth shattering realization. I never understood why I always took on the nurturing mommy soft dom role in my writing- or in life really. Like I never knew why I preferred to be a top for years. (till I wrote something about power and how I was robbed of it- whatever blah blah.) and then I realized- its a power dynamic. its having power that I like. funny huh. anyway, im 2k words in on the overstim with chosito- you guessed it, soft dom reader :D heres to finding out why I am the way I am- 🥂

[blae-kitta]

Zoro 🐯 Process:

Commentary below:

Notes:

One of the first attempts at sculpting the boy; the head was later altered quite a bit and the legs entirely scrapped, and the torso bulked up shaking my shoulders feverishly: we need to properly represent his 110 cm bust and what we have isn't cutting it. Scabbards were made (which survived till the end!) and the original clay swords were made by this point.

New torso and legs give (hallelujah), as well as the loops and holes for the ears (such finicky small work, fuck me) were made. Holes were first made with straight wire and dried before the hoops were gently (and with swearing) inserted through.

Clothes added, also with swearing as the clay dried and stiffened faster then I wanted to and made it hard to get nice folds. Scarf was re-made and smoothed later.

Scabbards added! Immediately drops it and breaks a piece of it off. I've glued multiple bits of the scabbards back on the flimsy bastards. He remained armless for a good while. A Venus on the shelf by my desk...

Because the clay sword (after a good hour of tender focused work) would IMMEDIATELY would break upon the lightest touch, annoying me to no end, one evening was like God I wish I had actual metal to use instead wouldn't that be cool, and then was like OH! I COULD DO THAT! So the metal is actually cut from the tin of a cat food can, straightened and sanded., as seen in photo!

The blades hilted, before placed in capable hands

ARMS! and the sculpting is finished. Onto painting!

First layers of paint on various parts; I generally paint via colours I'm using at the moment (ie, greens in this instance)

More layers laid down. I generally go for shading in rules of three (main colour, lighter, and darker hues) and apply them at different opacity of acrylic. Adjusted the green since I found it too pungent. Once the fur tones were finished I gave him his stripes (cue me searching up loads of photos of tigers and tiger fursonas to see how people have done the stripes. Did you know depending on the area they are from they have different face shapes and stripe patterns? Fascinating stuff)

Finished project! Last layers, and highlights where added, adjusted the eye and fuck-ups re-adjusted. Dropped and had to reglue things. The gold is actual gold leaf I applied using a glue you paint on but that was a bit of a whole mess and took a long time, and doesn't go on very flat on very not-flat surfaces... (Who would have thought...) In the future may instead use gold paints for metallics.

Here's also the link to the post of more photos of him finished!

[embers-archive]

Beeduo underground fighting ring au my beloved

[knighterofjulianthatonetime]

haha yeah fuck it we ball!! haha yeah. um. Someone Is Going To Die

[mushiewrites]

Soft Surprises

hello fwens my brain won't shut up and now you get this random drabble yay

George comes home to laughter bouncing off the walls of the entry way when he walks through the front door. He recognized someone was clearly losing a certain type of playful fight, only this time it wasn't the laugh he was used to hearing

(lee!Dream / ler!Sapnap : 1k words)

George coming home to the sound of panicked laughter wasn't a rare occurrence. He was used to getting home after a quick trip to the store or to pick up food for the three of them and finding the two younger boys wrestling around the living room. More often than not, it was past the wrestling stage and onto Sapnap being hoisted back onto the couch, being pressed roughly into the cushions as Dream drilled his fingers under his arms.

What was a rare occurrence however, was the high pitched giggles sounding like a particular 6'3 blonde man coming from one of the bedrooms upstairs. Feeling excitement in the form of butterflies, George quickly dropped the keys on the counter and raced up the steps as quietly as he could, trying to make the minimal amount of noise as to not disrupt the attack.

George of course had heard Dream being tickled out of his mind plenty of times, mostly at the hands of Sapnap or himself - sometimes at the hands of both. But Dream was normally the one holding them down, tickling them silly until they had tears in their eyes and the laughs went silent.

The laughter grew louder the closer George crept towards Sapnap's room, stopping a few feet away seeing that the door was indeed halfway open. He leaned forward to see if he could peek in, but realized the view of the bed was just out of his line of sight. He took another step forward slowly, finally able to see the two, and he was not disappointed. He felt a smile forming quickly across his face, practically bursting with giddiness from the adorable sight that was playing out before him.

Laying on his back against the covers was Dream, who had his head thrown back and his eyes closed with bright red cheeks, giggling like mad as Sapnap straddled his waist, lazily skittering his fingers along his lower tummy. George watched as Dream kicked his leg every few seconds, squirming slightly whenever Sap hit a particularly sensitive spot.

"You're such a puppy, Dream." he heard Sapnap chuckle out in adoration, the youngest boy looking at Dream with the softest eyes and the fondest smile George had ever seen. The blonde boy shook his head slowly, giggling a little harder as Sapnap walked his fingers higher up his stomach, bringing his shirt up to below his ribs to reveal the pale, quivering skin beneath it.

“Sh-Shut uhuhup! ‘M not!” Dream whined out between giggles, squeezing his eyes shut a bit harder when he felt his face heat up even more from the teasing. George watched as Sapnap went from light skitters to now prodding and kneading with a bit more pressure. Dream’s giggles turned to full blown laughter, causing him to shake his head quicker and kick both his feet against the bed.

“You are, look at you! You’re even kicking your feet while I’m giving you tummy rubs!” George smiled at the way Dream squeaked when Sapnap kneaded the spot under his bellybutton, loving whenever he made Dream do that when he would tickle him to tears.

“Nohohoho!” Sapnap continued to squeeze under and around Dream’s bellybutton, sometimes dipping a finger in quickly to make him scream and buck his hips. Sapnap continued to giggle along with Dream, teasing him as he continued to tickle all around the tummy below him. George giggled quietly as Sapnap continued to torment the blonde, loving how soft this whole situation was. But there was one thing that he couldn’t stop thinking about.

Dream hadn’t attempted to stop the tickling. Not once.

George had observed in the beginning how Dream had his arms laying on either side of his head while Sapnap was tickling lightly over his lower tummy. Dream’s fingers had twitched and he had made little fists every now and again, but the arms stayed put.

When Sapnap started moving up and using a bit more pressure to prod around the older boys stomach, Dream’s laughter had picked up and his hands had flown down to grip onto Sapnap’s wrist. George would’ve bet on anything that Dream would’ve pulled the tickling hands away, but instead he simply held on for dear life.

But no matter how much Sapnap tickled, Dream’s hands didn’t even come close to attempting to stop him. Even when Sapnap started kneading around the boys bellybutton, Dream had let go of Sapnap’s wrists and instead gripped onto the blankets below him, twisting the covers to release some of the ticklish energy flowing through him. It was almost as if Dream didn’t want to stop Sapnap.

It was almost as if Dream didn’t want to stop Sapnap.

George felt his cheeks heat up slightly, shaking his head slowly with the biggest smirk on his face as the realization suddenly hit him. He giggled quietly, turning on his heel and heading back down stairs to finish putting the things he had gotten from the store away.

When he reached the bottom step he heard a loud shriek, followed by a thud. George furrowed his brows and turned his head back towards the direction of the stairs, listening for more screams from the blonde boy. Instead he was met with silence, followed by loud pleading from Sapnap, and then a loud scream from the younger boy.

George rolled his eyes fondly, giggling to himself as he heard the familiar raspy laugh of Sapnap bouncing off the walls once more. He would pretend to be annoyed if anyone else was around, but he had to be honest - this was one of his favorite things in the world.

[mhevet]

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[davidtennantpussytulpa]

never have i seen a blood drive not want blood so badly