#somewhere i guess

[cryingonmute]

[rooooobeeeeeee]

[eggmeralda]

god I should read the secret history again

[egophiliac]

What do you like about the Diasomnia boys if I may ask?

I always love hearing about the different reasons people enjoy characters.

I mean, c'mon. he has split custody over Sebek okay

also, Lilia in particular has maybe the best timeskip character development of all time

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

I have a coworker who likes to buy back of house candy but he doesn't leave them in the bag, instead pouring them into takeout containers at work to distribute amongst us.

Thing is, I didn't want to leave what's essentially a bowl of candy for potential ants so I now give you one of the more UNHINGED pictures of the inside of my purse:

... Okay the flash is making it worse I think it REALLY looks like uh. Not regular candy

edit: I believe these are mike n ike sours

[saudrag]

jim carrying spock in vulcanian robes

[qqchurch]

wow, I wish HRT gave me beam attacks

[rasticore]

Angel is somehow Older, Younger, and the Same Age as Husk

Older in the sense that he died first, making him "older" with how long he's been in Hell

Younger in that Angel died younger at almost half Husk's age meaning they're both sorta "stuck" at those ages

Same in that they were both born in the 1910s meaning their living and dead "ages" are the same when combined

[bacchuschucklefuck]

doing chibi is a good design exercise bc it forces u to think on shapes n essential details, essentially thumbnailing ur designs. its also a terrible design exercise bc it ends up looking cute no matter what

[kaiserouo]

"Huh."

[sockibean]

Ah yes, the bitter siege of Arowana Castle . . .

[pizzazz-party]

happy pride to them specifically

[jan1979]

old raidens

[fbfh]

Thinking about lazy morning sex with Jason Grace. Making him feel so wanted because you’ve just woken up and there’s a million things you could be doing but all you want is him. Imagine his brain short circuiting at the concept of being the first thing you want when you wake up. He’s not an afterthought anymore and he just can’t wrap his head around it.

Jason is so sweet in the morning. He's all disoriented and drowsy, his eyes are all puffy from sleep and his glasses are sitting on the night table where he left them last night. his blonde hair looks like he got struck by lightning, which in all honesty wouldn't surprise you knowing him. his cheeks are all flushed and his muscles are all soft and relaxed. he's never been relaxed before ever, and it's only since he started sharing a bed with you, snuggling up with you and feeling your soft little good night kisses that he's known what peace feels like. so that particular morning, birds and cicadas singing outside, the ac blasting cold air over you and your blonde superman of a boyfriend, you just can't resist him. you're so right that he's not used to not being an afterthought. this is literally Jason whenever you express how much you love him or even do the bare minimum, much less treat him the way he deserves to be treated. you're like I love you so much and he's like whhhat??? whhat is going on????? what the hhhell are you tahlking about?????????? then you kiss him and his brain short circuits. this morning in particular you just can't resist him. you start peppering his puffy sleepy face in kisses. he's barely awake, he's blinking one eye at a time and thinks it's dream. then you climb on top of him, and that really wakes him up. his brain understands unbelievably horny hottie and sitting on my morning wood, but he can't get much further than that. he can't connect the two, make himself realize that he's the reason you're like this. and quite frankly if he did his head and balls would explode so violently neither of you would come back from that. so as you ride him, languid and lazy, soaking in every electrifying sensation of pleasure shared between you two, as you indulge yourself in touching him, kissing him, anywhere and everywhere you possibly can, you decide this is a good starting point. your breathing gets faster and you keep moaning out his name, sighing it into his lips over wet, messy kisses that just get deeper and deeper and he can't believe his ears. but he really wants to. you decide this is a good place to start. maybe after a few more weeks of riding his morning wood till he's nice and soft, he'll start to get the hint that you really, really like him. like, a lot.

[aaeeart]

(commission info)

was trying something new with this one- anyway, another Kanan to satisfy the brainworm

[javsarts]

At some point, he made a silent oath to himself that someday, he will repay that girl’s kindness.

.

.

And he unknowingly did

Just a random HC of mine where a little Jenevelle did help a little Durge at some point, set in a time before Bhaal and Shar.