#or limes maybe

[swagging-back-to]

owo cant wait for the bolognese making it now LOL

shes just gonna have to MOVE

[spitinsideme]

wanted to mess around a bit with coloring and i madr it gay because .. wenclair .. is amazing ..

[musubiki]

tcwg poster: 6th anniversary 💫

[dlartistanon]

No real context, I just think it's funny how tightly Kal has Gladiia wrapped around her finger like

[trashogram]

I have been informed that Kurt Wagner is only a priest in the comics for a short amount of time (thank you catholic god) but I also never thought I’d have a “love interest leaves church service for me” kink and yet here we are.

I would not take away Nightcrawler’s religious devotion bc it’s clearly part of his character, but the idea of him stepping down or secretly marrying is too good and I want it now.

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[erwinsvow]

i’m lime green jello rn… need some jealous shy!reader and rafe

rafe had said he invited some other friends. you thought it would be a quiet gathering, just topper and kelce like usual, playing their games and discussing whatever it was your boyfriend talked about with his friends over beers.

you didn't do so well with big crowds, something rafe knew already, but you were getting used to hanging out with the three of them together. you got along with them well, and they didn't seem to mind your quietness like you worried they would.

in the car ride over, rafe told you some other people might be coming. you had tensed up immediately. your first thought was wondering if you could handle being around new people, your second if you could make it through the night like you had originally wanted to.

you knew it was stupid, it always felt that way. and normally rafe was so understanding about your personality, so accommodating. you felt guilty even bringing it up tonight, not wanting to burden him with your issues. sucking it up, you went inside, thinking you could make it work.

you did for most of the night. after rafe left to try and sell like he always did, you talked with kelce and topper on the couch, eating pretzels while they went through beers, introducing yourself to one or two people who came to say hi to them.

you didn't do well away from rafe in situations like this. yes, it was fucked up, that you were so reliant on your boyfriend. you knew it and didn't care anymore, craning your neck to see where he'd gone off to.

"he's over there, princess," kelce comments, gesturing to the far corner of the room. the nickname made you feel clammy and embarrassed—it only felt right coming out of rafe's mouth. you turn to look, watching rafe talk with a pretty girl, leaning in close to say something, the girl smiling and laughing.

in that moment, everything went silent except the sound of your heart thumping in your ears. she was pretty, with an aura of self-assurance that you so profoundly lacked. she didn't seem painfully shy or skittish, she didn't seem like talking to a stranger made her face burn and shoulders shake. she talked to your boyfriend like she knew him, like they were close.

jealousy rakes over you, painting your features green with envy. first, that rafe was talking to this girl so closely, that he had forgotten about you on the couch with his friends. second, that this girl seemed like the epitome of everything you wanted to be—surefooted, confident, pretty enough that she knew it without someone having to remind her all the time.

"who's that?" you ask, though it comes out shaky.

"uh, i think that girl he used to date-" topper starts, but kelce kicks him in the shin. "ow, what the fuck?"

kelce shakes his head, motioning with his eyes to your figure, eyes fixated on your boyfriend and the girl.

"oh, um, the girl he used to hang with. yes, hang out with. that's right," topper corrects with a cough.

it all seems like background noise. you get up, leaving the boys on the couch and heading towards rafe without a second thought. when he sees you, he smiles, opening his arms to bring you in. you don't lean in though, like you always do.

"hey, kid. this is my friend sofia."

"hi," you say, smiling at the pretty girl. "nice to meet you." you turn to rafe, talking so quietly he has to lean in. he brings an arm around your back, bringing you a few feet away.

"hm?"

"can you take me home, please?"

"y'just got here. what's up?" you hesitate for a moment, faltering. then you glance back at rafe's friend, looking at the two of you, her gaze on rafe.

"i didn't come here to watch you talk to some other girl all night." rafe blinks, a little taken aback. in all the months he's known you, he doesn't think you've ever said something so sharp to him.

"excuse me?" he thinks you'll apologize like you always do.

"you heard me," you reply, crossing your arms. "can you take me home or should i walk?" even with your attitude, the question is asked politely, or so he thought. "if you're so busy with her, i'll walk."

rafe laughs, and your eyes get watery. it would be one thing if he understood your feelings once you said it, but he laughed. you turn away, when rafe grabs your arm and keeps you close to him, bringing you further away from the crowd of people.

"what, kid? you jealous, hm? is that what this is?" tears spill down your face before you can stop them, an angry retort bubbling up. it dies in your throat before you can get it out. "she is a friend, s'all. you got that?" rafe brings his knuckles to your temple, tapping softly.

"you didn't tell me about her, and topper said she's your ex girlfriend-"

"he's got a big fuckin' mouth. we went out once. one time. haven't seen her since."

"you invited her-"

"i invited two people, she came with them. now, you want me to leave with you?"

you feel another tear spilling down. you don't rafe to leave the fun for you. he brings his hand to your face, wiping it away.

"we can go right now. don't care. not here for her or anyone else, here for you. got that?" you nod, leaning into his touch. an apology lingers on your touch, but you refrain, still a little angry.

you grab rafe by the collar of his shirt, pulling it in towards you and into a kiss. you stay like that for minutes, not letting go while you make out, catching the attention of others around you. when you let go, his shirt is wrinkled and his lips are red.

"okay, let's go." he follows you out, laughing to himself.

"jealous. you're cute, kid."

[nexiscool]

A OC X CANON(and like some single drawings but its mostly oc x canon stuff) DOODLE DUMP I DID SOME OF THESE LIKE A WEEK AGO AND SOME A LIKE FROM YESTERDAY

Its just me shipping my ocs with my favorite characters

Also @1wynn1 drew this beatutiful Emory ms paint drawing i just wanted to share him with the world

Beautiful

[lovelystarship]

it's really nice when your f/o has gone through something similar that you're going through rn and they get to give you the support they lacked . it's really nice to think about coping together , how they definitely get it and will try to make the grieving process as easy as they can for you . because they love you very much , of course , and will take care of you

[smalltimidbean]

Little Space Man, Space Me a Mannnnn~

[lialox]

Can you imagine if the side stories end, and the ending is just like... Lee Hakhyun starts a tumblr or various accounts on social media trying to spread his story?

Because it's all happening in his dream? And in spreading it his characters live forever?

[fattylime]

solas sketch i forgot to post 😞 <\33

[musubiki]

cat-shaped bow came to me in a dream

[limesquares]

artfight revenge #15 for @paintingpuff

[key-rhymee]

Wilardo in a field...

[past-present-future-cable]

Magneto absolutely eats pussy. I don't care what anyone says. That man will absolutely be the kind of guy to worship their partner.

Fat and hate it? He's going to worship you.

Anxious in general about sex? He's doing everything to help you relax. Boundaries are key.

Lights on, lights off, don't matter. That man is going to make the sex the best thing ever.