#this is a day late woops !!

[mielitta]

🌷 happy first day of spring 🌷

Moomin is so happy Snufkin is back~!

[stickynotebirds]

269. Osprey

[clockwaysarts]

Okay, well, turns out early-mid 20's is a really hard age to aim for lol. But have a pass at an older Danny Fenton design. Possible look for my 'Like Beta Fish Do' AU.

(Also trying to loosen up my style some.)

[gatzbright]

the chain (never break the chain)

dnf fic, 4.2k, one shot, teen [Established Relationship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst With A Happy Ending]

“Hey,” Dream says, rushing over. “Hey, hey, baby, what’s up, huh?” He settles onto the bed in front of George, eyes widened and making him look like a puppy. He takes George’s hands into his own and kisses them.“Talk to me, sweetheart.” “M-my—the—my chain, Dream,” George says, pulling a hand from Dream’s hold to wipe at his eyes. “It’s—fuck—” “We couldn’t find his chain, dude,” Sapnap says. He’s hovering by the doorway. “Looked everywhere.”

[Or, George loses his chain and, simultaneously, his mind.]

[dailyghostpics]

day 307

[tallbluelady]

All that Rowan wants is some time away from Fourchenault after he vented to her...

[hkpika07]

What’s James’s relationship with Gordon in your au?

Like thomas and Percy have a “he’s my dad!” Thing with Edward and Henry respectively, but it must be hard for James since he’s an attention seeker and Gordon isn’t really that affectionate.

James and Gordon have a father and son relationship in ITAR. James being Gordon’s first son. James looks up to Gordon a lot, often imitating him both personality wise and in mannerisms (in TAB he copies Gordon’s whistle and it means everything to me)

James in ITAR starts calling Gordon “Dad” and Gordon has an existential crisis about it for a while. James just kinda looks at Gordon and goes “yeah that’s my dad.” He doesn’t mind Gordon not being as affectionate as Edward or Henry. He knows Gordon. He knows he shows his affection differently. And he’s learned to appreciate that

Meanwhile Gordon is very… emotionally constipated. So he doesn’t outright show affection normally like Edward or Henry do. He shows affection through actions not words. Like he’ll leave him water and coal, and stay with him at the steam works when he’s injured, and the ultimate sign of affection being wrapping his jacket around him.

Gordon also… was in heavy denial about being James’ dad at first? Like he couldn’t figure out why anyone would see him that way. Like yeah he was his mentor but he never thought he’d be a father figure. And to be honest it freaked him out a bit. But over time he softened, if not willingly. His emotional walls wore down and grew to accept James as his son. He cares for that silly little red engine. And when he goes missing in Journey Beyond Sodor he full on panics, and aggressively mother hens him when he comes back home.

Dad Gordon my beloved.

(Also this au isn’t just mine it’s a shared au with my friend Umi)

[thebobbiebrown]

drawing helpy until christmas

[franks-mixtape]

BLOG TAKEOVER START!

I'M KIDNAPPING SUSIE!

//Hello everyone! Mun Luke and Mun Doe from @survivorsusie here to announce we will be starting a blog event starting today that will end October 1st! This is to celebrate both of our blogs anniversary's that take place in September! Starting from here on out, my frank will be featured on Doe's Susie blog, and Susie on mine, holding her captive for the rest of the month. Doe will be doing the line-art for asks while I will be coloring them and doing the background stuff. You guys are welcome to send both of us asks about the situation Frank has placed Susie in. He is done with her raiding his cocaine stash.//

[deanwinchesterpregnant]

johndeanna with john watching her slut it up at some bar all night knowing full well she's gonna come home and nastysloppydirty fuck him later 👀👀

very tasty prompt, thank you ami <3

Deanna’s in one of her going-out-to-get-fucked outfits. John’s been more lenient about letting her out of the house like that since she turned 21 and especially since Sam left. Halter top that shows off her toned arms, tiny skirt, scuffed pair of boots. The ID’s still fake of course, but the age is real and it’s getting harder and harder for John to ignore that the baby in baby girl isn’t so accurate anymore.

He’s back at the pool table rustling up a couple hundred to cover both the tab and the cost of staying at the motel another week. Whatever they’re after, it’s not the wraith they thought it was. It’ll be another long day of research tomorrow, longer without Sammy here. Both John and Deanna are frustrated, snapping at each other over small shit, which is rare for Deanna if she’s not on the rag. And god help John, but he knows without a doubt she’s not on the rag.

“Your break,” says John’s opponent, slapping the quarter down on the table. He’d jump at the sudden noise over the din of the chatter if he were a civilian. The shiny head of George Washington stares back at him, and he nods, lining up his shot.

John could win a game of pool in his sleep, so losing the first game sloppily is a cakewalk even with most of his attention on Deanna and not the table. She’s leaning over the bar, tits all heaved up there for the bartender’s benefit. Her benefit too, John notes, as the guy slides a shot to her with a wink. He knows what that means. On the house, sweetheart.

He can feel the usual tremor of annoyance, protectiveness – whatever-it-is – run through him, but it’s easier to let it go when he knows exactly who Deanna’s going home with. It’s almost like foreplay for John; maybe Deanna knows that, maybe she doesn’t. She loves to flirt, his little girl, and she sure as shit knows how to do it.

John’s opponent sinks a striped ball and John fixes his cue to fumble a shot on a solid; Deanna’s moved on from the bartender and is chatting up a guy sat down at the end of the bar. The trucker type: grizzled beard and hands cracked with blisters and hat hair something awful. He thinks he’s got Deanna under his thumb and to his credit, she’s making him believe it. Leaning in way too close to his space, tossing her hair over her shoulder. Sauntering over to the jukebox to hit C5 – this is the only bar around, and they’ve been here enough times in the last couple weeks for John to know that it’s Communication Breakdown – and swaying her hips just a little bit off rhythm.

“Better luck next time, champ,” John’s opponent says. He’s got every stripe potted and is about to pot 8-ball while John still has a couple solids out and about. Easy fucking money.

His opponent wins of course, and John trains his face into an exaggerated one of disappointment, taking another shot of whiskey from the couple glasses he’s got lined up on the tall table next to him. Deanna’s tilting her head toward the shuffleboard table in the back with a raised eyebrow, but the trucker shakes his head and snakes an arm around her waist. Orders her another Jack & Coke.

“Alright, alright. How ‘bout a next time right now? Double or nothing?”

“Your loss,” the guy grins. “I’ll take that bet. I’m Tom, by the way.”

“John.” He shakes Tom’s hand and lays his money down on the table. “Your break.”

Tom chuckles, setting up the balls in a triangle and nods toward the bar. “You got your eye on her? Way outta your league, man. And she’s been all over at least three other guys since I got here.”

“Mmm,” John grunts. “Can’t always bag ‘em, I guess.”

This time, John takes care to pot a solid on his first shot, feigning shock. Maybe I’m a little better when I’m drunk. The trucker’s mouthing at Deanna’s neck, but for the first time all night, she looks back at John, biting her lip. She’s ready to go home.

Her legs are crossed delicately on her stool, which means she’s got no panties on. Cunt wet with sweat and want, John can practically feel the stumps of her shaved-a-couple-weeks-ago pubes brushing over his face. He’ll tongue fuck her first, get her all relaxed and open without even getting a finger in her. And when he fucks her it’ll be fast and hard. He’s got her on the pill with this most recent insurance fraud, so he can shoot in her the way she likes. The way he likes. The way his spunk will drip down her leg and they’ll wake up all sticky with it.

“Fuck!” Tom’s saying, frowning as John pots another couple balls. “Really thought you were shit at this, man.”

“Sometimes you get lucky,” John grins. Deanna’s made her way over to him by now, and he slips an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close.

“Ready to go, Daddy?” she asks, a pout on her blowjob lips. Fuck, but if she doesn’t know how to get what she wants. He nods, twisting his fingers in her hair.

“You know what I mean, Tom?”

Deanna steps back, pressing a kiss to John’s cheek for the good luck they both know he doesn’t need. He sinks the 8-ball, and takes the money.

[hethuisxdashausxhouseofxanubis]

Late happy 13th birthday to House of Anubis!

I'm currently rewatching season 1 and I absolutely adore this shows. The changed they made are fun to discover and all in all I just adore the English setting.

Anyone who wants to watch it and doesn't know where. Hoa_tv on Instagram has it in his bio! And @het-huis-anubis does too, here on Tumblr.

[miallurk]

In these days i realized i like art and writing and creating and shopping and taking walks and talking to people and cleaning and helping and studying and doing things but i'm just. too stressed, tired and burned out to do them. How great!

[turianmailman]

Hey I just wanted to tell you that I’m really uncomfortable with the fact you draw nsfw of duck and fakir, I really wish you wouldn’t cause even though their aged up in the drawings it’s still very icky to think to draw nsfw of those characters when they are minors in the show :( I don’t want to unfollow because your honestly such a huge inspiration to me as an artist so I just hope you’ll take this into consideration

Some things to consider:

It is perfectly understandable, and 100% okay, to be uncomfortable, with ANYTHING I create. How you feel about my art is valid and you should only ever follow me if you are comfortable interacting with what you see on this blog.

To follow up on number 1, I have no problems with you unfollowing my account for ANY reason. This is the internet. You set your boundaries. I would never want you to compromise your personal safety over my blog.

NSFW art will ONLY ever be shared on this account as a link to a locked twitter account that is NOT safe for minors. If the age of an account is not shared, I will assume you are a minor and block you. Any images shared are cropped and safe to share on this blog. I will also always tag these pieces with NSFT (Not Safe For Tumblr) so you can block the tags on these posts and avoid them.

It is also perfectly understandable, and 100% okay, for me to post whatever content I like about whatever I am interested in, regardless of how that makes YOU feel. Number 1 and number 4 CAN and DO coexist and both have validity.

Yes, they are minors in the show. No, the pieces I make are NOT of them during the canon timeline of the show.

"Aging up" a character happens in real life - its called "aging", alternatively, "time passing" which happens, to all of us, regardless of our current age. This is also a show about talking animals. We don't HAVE to obey reality and law, but I choose to in this context.

That out of the way, some personal thoughts:

The way I engage with these two characters, in particular, is very, very personal. I often inject what I did not get (a loving relationship with someone I can trust, the freedom to explore the relationship both romantically and sexually and be safe, fundamental milestones and experiences for first-time relationships) into their dynamics because that's how art works. We put ourselves into everything, stories do not happen in a vacuum. As a queer writer with a difficult-to-admit, traumatic experience with sexuality and romance, I think it would be incredibly cruel to ban both myself, and artists like me, from exploring what was denied us through characters that make us feel safe. Not to mention, for me at least, the media we consume grows WITH us. I was a minor when the show aired, and when I consumed it. They were minors with me. Now, they are consenting adults with me.

I do not share this with you, or anyone else, for pity reasons, but for context. I take character exploration very seriously, and try to help characters grow while honoring where they came from in canon. But even if I didn't, that would not stop me, nor anyone else, from having access to a basic right as an artist.

Tl;Dr -- I want you to feel safe, and I will install measures to make things that make you feel unsafe as optional as possible, above hiding what makes me feel safe. If that results in an unfollow, please honor both our boundaries.

EDIT: I will not answer any more asks expanding on this topic, as I think it’s redundant and I’m not interested in discussing the topic further - I appreciate your thoughts and concerns regardless 🙏🏻

[baekuras]

Started playing Baldurs Gate 3 at 11am, blinked, now it's 2am and I decided to stop to preserve any hint of my sleep schedule

in other news i have reached act 3

[the-real-fantabanta]

Oh my god THERE'S A NEW AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER SERIES?? IT CAME OUT ON FEBRUARY 22ND HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS

THIS iS AWESOME I LOVE ATLA

(edit to this: I don't watch anime I just like this series because I watched it as a kid and the plot is amazing)

[soysaucevictim]

Alive. Just nursing a periodic headache.