#self rb

[bowiestarzzz]

I’m hosting a queer warriors map!! All parts open!!

Participants will get to choose whichever queer relationship they like and animate those characters for their part(s) ^^

Characters in the thumbnail are frostdawn and whistlebreeze

[razzafrazzle]

had a very distinct image of early 2000s strongstar yuri art appear in my brain the other day and had to make it real. non-sparklified version below the cut (so you can get a better look at the shading that i worked super hard on <3)

[image description: a drawing of homestar and strong bad from homestar runner in poofy lolita dresses, with homestar's dress being light blue with red ribbons and him having long grey pigtail hair, and with strong bad's dress being short and black. homestar is sitting on the ground and smiling at strong bad, who is standing behind him while pouting, looking over his shoulder at homestar, and holding a shark-tooth bubs plush. the borders of the drawing are covered in glittery gifs of flowers and hearts. end id]

waow

[image description: the same drawing as above, but higher quality and without the flowers and hearts. end id]

[oliverplague]

Hi! I have started drawings on dakimakura with  Shi Wudu , but unfortunately this order was canceled. I could finish them if you support me on my https://boosty.to/oliverplague or hipolink.me/oliver_plague/tips ^^

[g3n3s1s-l0v3]

the three hexcore portraits ive done so far! (jesus christ my style changes every time i pick up a pencil) and the link to the poll where you can help me chose who to draw next ;3 (here)

[gin-draws]

✨the sun✨

[kn-1013]

FTM larry is the headcannon i'll die by

[whoreiorcats]

The duality of man or whatever

Sweating nervously

[ann-archyy]

Oof, I'm quite late for this but here are some of my favourites from last year! I'm quite happy with some of this, hopefully this year I can make some improvementsヽ⁠(⁠*ﾟ⁠ｰﾟ⁠*⁠)⁠ﾉ

[jeliwyre]

earth day birth day

[chryza]

reposting this because I can't find my original upload and my friend just did M8-8 so it's relevant again.

[yeenybeanies]

giving soap headpats

he deserves them 💖

[lunarbun-ships]

screenshot edit comm for @viceroywrites !!!

[whytheylosttheirminds]

thank you for all the love on this! I honestly didn’t expect it to pop off! One year ago me would be so amazed and proud and so is today me :) love y’all

isn't she lovely?

your ex-boyfriend, crimeboss!Rafe wanted nothing to do with the daughter you'd made together, until he held her for the first time...

blurb, wc 626

content: pregnancy, childbirth, mentions of dark past, angst

ִ ۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑִ ۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ

You didn’t want to tell him. 

You thought of every reason not to - the con side of your pro/con list filling an entire notebook. The one and only pro of telling him was this: if you didn’t tell him, and he somehow found out anyway, he’d make your life hell. 

At least if he knew, you knew that he knew. So against the better judgement screaming in your head, you went to Tannyhill one day, sat on his bed and pulled out the positive pregnancy test.

That was nine months ago, and aside from a note from his sleezy lawyer making it clear that Rafe was not going to be held financially responsible, you hadn’t heard anything from the father of your child. You had a friend who worked at the airstrip who kept you informed of his coming and going, and you always wondered if one day that private jet would take off with him in it and never return. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t hope it’d do just that. 

According to your friend, he was in Bangkok the night you went into labor. After fourteen hours of the deepest, lonliest pain you had ever experienced, the doctor placed your screaming baby girl on your chest. You cried with her, shushing her, promising her it’s just you and me, kid. We’re gonna be okay.

No text from your friend usually meant the Cameron jet hadn’t returned yet, but you still insisted on keeping your baby girl in the hospital room with you instead of letting them take her to the nursery. Rafe Cameron was the most unpredictable person you ever met, and though he never let you know exactly what it was he did, you knew he was dangerous. There was nothing he wouldn’t do to get what he wanted. You weren’t letting your baby girl out of your sight.

It took every ounce of strength you had to fight off sleep, despite the nurse’s insistence that you needed to rest. She couldn’t possibly understand, you hadn’t had a moment of peace since that man entered your life, and you probably never would again. 

It was just five minutes, you were only going to close your eyes for five minutes. But when you woke an hour later, the silhouette of a man towering in the corner of the room made you shoot straight up in terror. You were about to scream, but before you could, he turned quickly towards you with his finger to his lip, revealing your sleeping daughter in his arms.

“Rafe,” you whispered, petrified. “I didn’t think you were…I mean I would’ve…”

“It’s okay,” he whispered back, gently sitting in the chair next to your bed, careful not to stir the tiny infant in his arms. “You can go back to sleep, I’ve got her.”

Just as you were about to protest, your daughter stirred, squawking as though she was about to cry. Instead, her little hand reached out of her swaddle and wrapped around Rafe’s forefinger. You waited with baited breath to see how he’d respond. 

For just a moment, his eyes widened, and his large broad shoulders softened, and the corner of his lips twitched ever-so-slightly. And then suddenly he was handing her to you, standing abruptly from his chair. She wailed as he stormed toward the door.

“That’s it?” You called to him over her cries, confused at the sudden shift in his mannerisms.

“I have to take care of some…things,” he turned to look at his daughter in your arms, her little fingers reaching for something to hold onto. “I’ll be back.”

You didn’t know it then, but that was the moment that your daughter, whom you’d gotten to hold for only a handful of hours, became his.

ִ ۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑִ ۫ ˑ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 𓄼 ࣪⠀ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ

a/n: just a little drabble I wrote over a year ago when I was trying to get my footing as a fic writer. part of my one year cele!

[whichcouldmeannothing]

gold rush by gamerring (me!)

All his life, Jake Seresin has wanted to live his life as loud as possible. So that when he dies, people can place flowers on his casket. When the light hits him, sunbaked and smiling and grinning. He's whole and happy and everything he could ever want. He bites down on his teeth. Later, he hunches over the porcelain, petals falling out of his mouth, and is already one step in his grave. - Flowers, fighter pilots and the true fatality of your feelings spilling out.

reposting my hangster fic in celebration of the glenaissance <3

[kittehz]

special

[mindless-maisie]

are yall okay this is the most amount of notes ive gotten on a post ever

sometimes i think about being a 24/7 hypno pet. imagine it, graduating college and knowing you're smart- you just got your bachelor's or master's!- but the moment you come home after the ceremony you're someone's pet forever and ever. please, tease, strip of all will. no need to worry about finding a job or your student debt. oh, the dream.