#thats kinda a lie

[sk3l3t0n444]

i think i could really benefit from a service dog but my other dogs would get jealous that i take one dog everywhere and not them lmao

[xxplastic-cubexx]

obligatory beach divorce doodling

bonus rough cover redraw of x-men #41 (1995) But Beach Divorce below cut

[xulips]

🎈 🌟 X レディメイド (READYMADE)

[skunkes]

Forgot i have trouble drawing smunker traditionally

[spurkj]

they’re best friends !

[moeblob]

Sorry I forgot Hanneman suggested Byleth undress after they show up with a different hair color. And I miss Hanneman. And also while swapping between Houses and Hopes and seeing Hanneman pop up to help in a Hopes paralogue is just devastating since he doesn't ever actually join you at all and I am denied my old man rights.

So I had to draw this. Thank you for understanding.

[callofdudes]

Hello dear, are your requests still open?

If so, how would Konig and Ghost react to their s/o having a secret, hidden tattoo? They would find out either by accident or when they're all alone, in privacy.

Really love and enjoy your writing, keep up the great work!

Requests are open and received warmly! Thank you for indulging, haha ☺️

CW: Slightly mature. (No sex or nothing but it's heavily implied.)

Ghost

He tried not to stare. Oh he really did. Simon don't stare. You're creepy! When are you not though? Simon, don't let him play devil's advocate. Damn you. You and you're... You're... Everything!

It had started roughly two hours ago. You and Ghost had gotten back from a very long mission out in the plains and were rushed to medical for attention to your wounds. However, upon being patched up the nurse had told you not to rub anything on your severely cut up shoulder, so you wore a tank top when you were released for your briefing. Maybe it was delusion. He'd hadn't been sleeping and he needed food. But clear as day he noticed it when he looked over at you.

His eyes wandered over your bruises and scuff marks while you gave a rundown of the events to Price. He caught his eyes on the deep ink lines that bonded with your flesh. How each stroke felt so deliberate and beautiful. He didn't know you had any kind of tattoo. And upon closer inspection he felt his heart rate quicken.

"Ghost? Can you confirm?"

Ghost snapped his head back on Price and nodded. "Affirmative. While there was no information we found the base and swept it clean."

Price clicked his pen. "Well, two men in hostage, seven dead and no evidence as to the man behind these happenings..." After a minute of pondering he looked up and clicked his tongue. "Thank you. The two of you are dismissed."

Simon looked back over at you, only to see you smiling at him. He followed you toward the door of the small office and exited into the main hallway.

"So, some food might do us both good eh?"

Simon looked at you. His gaze shifted downward to your arm. "Ghost?"

He reached out and took your wrist in his hand. You hissed with the movement of your arm, forced to turn into his pull. His other hand landed on your bicep and flattened the skin on your muscle. "Ghost?" He looked down at the tattoo in utter silence. After a full minute his eyes shifted up to you questioningly.

"Oh, yeah, I guess I never showed you did I?"

Ghost shook his head and ran his fingers over the tattoo. Deep ink traced prestine lines over an imaginary skull to create a pattern strikingly like the mask he wore. Deep, dark eye sockets started back at him and a rigid tight jaw were placed on the opposite end of a noseless shape. Imprinted were the words "Ghost Team" in soft ink.

That went straight to his dick.

"You like it?"

Ghost nodded. He didn't know you had a tattoo. Let alone of his silly little team you were all a part of. "You hid this from me?" His voice deepened. You gulped. "No. I showed Soap and the others. You were out, I must have forgotten." He smiled under the mask, his eyes crinkling and gleamed. He released your arm and nodded. "It looks good on you sergeant. You should show it off more often."

You smirked. "Is that some sort of message, lieutenant?" You teased.

"Depends. Think you have that sort of effect?" You wiggled your eyebrows. "I have all the effect I need." He leaned in closer and for a split second you felt your heart rate increase. His warm breath was barely repressed under the mask. You both stood there in silence and then Ghost turned around. "Keep it bare Sergeant!"

"Only for you lieutenant~"

He rolled his eyes and chuckled. You had downright marked yourself with him. His mask was engraved on your arm. His name was on your skin. He breathed out heavily and shook the weight off his shoulders. You had branded him into your body.

Damn it. That was downright hot...

He would make sure to show your tattoo lots of extra attention when you were alone. AKA like three minutes from now because he has a problem you need to fix.

König

König ran a cloth under his mask to wipe the sweat from his face. He's thrown his shirt over a fence post long ago. He walked around in his thick cargo pants and did his tasks in the blazing heat. When he found you training on one of the mats outside of the training warehouse he felt a sense of joy run down his spine. You waved over at him. You yourself had stripped down to loose knee length shorts and a sweatshirt.

"Want to go?" You asked.

"prepare yourself." He jumped up onto the mat and dipped under the ropes. "Sure big guy." You shot back.

He scoffed and moved into a fighting stance under the hot sun.

You made the first move. You raised your leg and kicked him hard on the forearm. He grunted and blocked. He slammed your foot down and pulled you in by the wrist.

"you're sloppy."

"it's hot out." You slammed your boot down on his and broke out of his hold. You retreated back over to your corner of the ring and waited for König to make a move.

He barreled toward you and attempted a tight hook. You dodged underneath him but he was ready. Before you could roll away he grabbed your ankle and tugged you back toward him. He slammed down against you and held you against the ground. You kicked out your pinned left leg and tangled it around the one König pressed up against your hip. Your right leg was caught in his large hand, rendering you stuck.

You panted. The heat was getting to your head. König relaxed in his victory.

Your shorts slipped up and rode your hips in your scuffle, giving König a new and fresh gaze to your thighs. He had briefly looked when he examined your position, and then he noticed the thick black lines in your skin.

His breath hitched and before he realized what he was doing he was moving your shorts up. "König?" He felt his tongue dry when he saw the beautiful design on your thigh that disappeares up your hip. The black ink composed with blotches of color here and there made his heart clench. It looked beautiful. He never knew you had a tattoo.

And trust me, he'd notice if you did. He'd mapped these lands many times before.

He ran his hand over the skin and shuddered. "König? Are you ok?" You felt a smirk tug at your lips when he finally looked back at you. "Huh?"

"you seem lost." You patted his large hand with your own. He looked back and felt dread freeze him in place when he noticed how his hand caressed the part of your thigh the tattoo covered and his nails dug into the flesh hungrily.

He almost squeaked. He attempted to get away quickly and tangled his legs tighter with yours. He fell onto his back and pulled you with him. You chuckled and leaned over him.

His pants tightened, making him groan uncomfortably.

"Like it eh?" You stood and pulled up the clothe. You turned your leg toward him and gave him a good view of it from below you. He whimpered in embarrassment.

Your smirk widened when he briefly looked back to see the beautiful tattoo again. All the details and intricate lines that were so delicately laid down. the detailed scales along the body of a king cobra. The way its eyes seemed to pierce him with their color. Each scale seemed to flow off your body and the ink seemed to drop with little crystals off the end of it's long body.

It must have hurt when you got it. To think someone placed such a beautiful design on your body. There of all places. He got to his knees and caressed your knee. "When did you get it?"

"Before you came back from your mission."

His heart sank into his hips. "Es sieht absolut umwerfend an dir aus, Lamm." It looks absolutely stunning on you, lamb.

Admittedly he made you pay for waiting three days after he returned to show him. That tattoo will forever make him go feral.

Nom nom if you know what I mean. 😏

Simple little edit... I lost imagination for the tattoo design when I wrote König and just never came back to it. @thychuvaluswife pointed this out and there is now more description. A photo too because why not. Don't mind the fact it's blank of color lol. (Do you know how hard it is to find a man with a hip tattoo? There are like none 😅)

[phonification]

oldish whiteboards that i played around with in ibis

[makorragal-312]

Just caught the promo for the show going to ABC on Twitter so I thought it was the perfect time to finally ask the question .

[pink-anonymous-person]

i made a gif!

inspiration from this meme

[loser-otaku-girl]

I wish i had a fast metabolism

[oifaaa]

Your art arts so well. I might have said this before. But. Buut. Your art arts so well. ☺️☝️

Amazing could you tell my art that bc I don't think it's gotten the memo

[liquidstar]

another request from cohost! my friend asked for traditional inuk hairstyle like qilliqti, which is what i ended up going with! looking up the hairstyles sent me on a sidequest of looking at a bunch of fashion designers with modern takes on traditional clothes, so i also used some of those! so credits for that under the cut vv

jacket- https://www.instagram.com/p/C3QiKIdO0Jp/?img_index=5 jacket 2 (full fashion show with more angles, and a lot of super cool designs, also really cool music)- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yp_eAzDu8xU patch- https://www.bradorfabrics.com/products/inukchic-iron-on-patches-celestial-narwhal hair originally from the film atanarjuat the fast runner, but the specific screenshot is here https://www.pinterest.com/pin/53480314313400875/

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Was thinking about your au and realized that whichever neighbour wakes up last is in for a very awkward reunion

Imagine waking up to your entire neighbourhood being in an apocalyptic scenario, and you’re the last to find out about it-

technically the last neighbor is Sally BUT Julie is the last "normal-sleeping" neighbor to wake and yeah! she sure has a hell of a time! i mean tbh it's kinda her And Barnaby? they wake up within a week of each other (the neighbors wake via Pacific Rim kaiju rules) so their breakdowns overlap <3

[moeblob]

It's been stormy all day and we lost power and I have no energy take OCs I've been thinking about recently after ignoring them for a long time.

Tremaine (left) and his wonderful and amazing and superb big brother Germaine (right) while Tremaine talks about his brother's best friend because best friends like each other which is a good topic to talk about with the person you admire most! (Germaine then goes to find Motka and accuse him of trying to win over his sweet little brother's heart and how that's really mean to do how dare you betray him like this. Motka just sighs bc it's only the millionth time it's happened)

They're just part of a group based on the layers of hell and hoo boy they are just ... the most codependent siblings to ever sibling probably. It's pretty bad.

[alsojnpie]

If the ask thing is still allowed, is ur Papyrus purely the horrortale one or is OG Papyrus also there? Love ur art and stuff btw aaaa Ur self-ship art is so cute >\\\\\<

awwwwwe thank you :' ) i will hold your kind words tight and treasure them forever❤️❤️

and you mean my imaginary friends right?

sometimes i do imagine og papyrus because it makes me sad to think of him being left out and i love him so much. but that's more me playing with daydream toys, then him being a real imaginary friend. (which like, playing with daydream toys is kind of the first step to imaginary friend! but..)

i haven't seen the real imaginary friend him ever since years ago (i can rewind the tape in my mind and you can actually pinpoint the second his heart rips in half) and it feels insulting to force. he left on purpose. i could probably make a new one and indeed I've half-heartedly tried but again it feels rude. also that was the most tangible and least constructed papyrus in my mind so anything i make specifically to replace him inevitably feels kinda phony.