#tie these hands

[pinkravat-art]

i cannot keep my identity secret anymore. I am harrier du bois

[rollloist]

[ballpitwitch]

𝐊𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐍𝐉 - 𝟏𝟎/𝟎𝟖/𝟐𝟑

[justshipsandstuff]

Can’t get over how Kui almost let Fleki be Mithrun’s care taker in Melini

Bonus some Cithis being Cithis and stressed-out-of-her-mind Pattadol

[inkskinned]

there are days that it is hard, and unfair, and some horrible part of me wishes i could have been born in a different world. i love being queer, i hate how others react to it. when i first came out at 15, my mom whispered: please don't say that. your life would be so much harder.

it is harder.

it is also a tuesday, walking my dog. we are both skiving off of work, and yes both of us have dyed hair and pronouns. mine is patchy - it was my first time trying bleach; i didn't have enough. theirs is a resilient toadstool green. a little girl comes up to us and asks um, excuse me? is your hair real? 'cause jason says you're a fairy.

it is sunday brunch, all of us talking over each other, overfull on love. she is trying out a new name today, and we made her a cake with today's name scrawled in shaky purple letters. she laughs so much she cries and then gets frosting in her hair. someone young at a different table keeps giving us these large, wide eyes: the same look we have all been on the other side of. the kind that says, breathless: wait, is that possible?

it is a half-fight in a supermarket because he loves "dance moms" and says abby's tiktok is funny and meanwhile i think the children in that show should be allowed to sue abby lee miller for child abuse. i tell him that it led to the casual acceptance of child harassment for mainly adult views; and then i am standing, suddenly, in someone else's thrown soda. there's a white lady standing there, furious, saying something about hell-on-earth. i had forgotten i was wearing stuff with pride colors. and then it is this: he had just been casually arguing with me - and within an instant, he squares his shoulders and goes after her like i am his sister

on saturday i sat in a circle while beca played with my hair and we were all over 30 and we laughed about how much happier we are being this old, how much more we appreciate our community. 25 minutes from now, we will be on stage to dance in baggy beige clothing, but for now we look on with envy to the dancers in loud-and-bright buttondowns. where are they getting these shirts! i cry, distraught. everyone laughs. one of our friends has a mushroom witch hat. this would have been cringey in high school, probably. instead we are all delighted with each other; happy just to be here and alive and moving

it's that last week my new friends cried with joy for me when they heard i'm getting top surgery. every so often i have the honor of being the first person someone feels comfortable enough to tell. i'm trying to make long fluttery butterfly wings to wear to pride; but i don't know anything about fabric or dye, so my friends have been sending me their personal advice.

i think in a different poem i would talk about how sometimes you walk into a room and put the mask back on. but i'm sleepy and my whole brain is fuzzy so i think in this one, it's a monday, and my dog and i took a nap on a couch, and i had missed texts from friends. i used to wake up lonely. i think this poem is about walking into a room and seeing someone and just knowing, the way you just-know-sometimes, and then giving them that little smile, and seeing them light up with joy and relief. it is how we always seem to be able to find each other in a crowded room. how we always seem to make friends with each other before even we know-it-to-be-true. it is saying: we're very different people; but i belong to you.

it is harder, yes. but it comes with a built-in family.

[kenneduck]

Praying for a River Zora and Ocean Zora Romeo and Juliet plotline. Let them hold hands!!

[guys-in-distress-database]

[lotus-pear]

got around to fully coloring two of the requests yippee‼️

[cupophrogs]

Which of you three is the best fighter?

Also what would you say your guy’s strengths and weaknesses are?

-beep

“Dogday, easily. Drew prefers to avoid combat, and I am more suited for utility and assisting! I’m not very strong, you see. It isn’t often that any situations come to “throwing hands” as Drew calls it, but should the occasional aggressive stray come up, Dogday becomes all bite and no bark!” (He’s a little protective)

[daisynik7]

Nanami gets mean when you’re being disobedient. He sticks his large, beefy fingers inside your mouth, circling them around your tongue, coating himself in your spit while he pounds you from behind. Smacking his hips against your ass, watching how it ripples with each savage thrust. “Not yet, sweetheart,” he growls, sticking a third finger in, reaching for the back of your throat, making you gag around him. He pulls out, sliding his hand between your legs, flicking your swollen clit. 

“Kento, I – “ you choke on saliva while you gush around his cock with your second orgasm of the night. 

“There you go, disobeying me again,” he huffs, slick-covered hand trailing up your chest, pinching your nipples. “Did I say you can come?” 

Drool trickles down the sides of your lips, sweat beading across your forehead, tongue hanging out of your mouth, completely fucked out. You swallow whatever you can manage to whimper, “You didn’t.”

“Mh-hm,” he purrs, fingers wrapped around your neck now. “So what does that make you?”

You’ve practiced this before, many times in fact. As he rams into you, grip tightening ever-so-slightly around your throat, you respond, turning your neck to face him. “A fucking brat.”

He smirks, pleased with your answer. “That’s right, princess. And what do brats get?”

“Punished,” you recite, clenching around his big cock, pussy filled to the brim. 

He hums in approval, grabbing your wrists to pin behind your back, thrusting even deeper into your cunt. “Correct again. Now take all of daddy’s cum like the good girl you are.”

[likethevalley]

Yeehawgust week 1 - First Rodeo

Hard for a poisonous snake to participate I think, but he still showed up.

[oh-gh0st]

hiii i come bearing more art ^_^

mostly shadowpeach and mk, then mk with an oc in the last one

[leafdoodles]

Sorry, Songbird

[javelinbk]

John Lennon singing If I Fell in A Hard Day’s Night (1964)

No wonder Paul liked it

[wokebutsleepy]

Going to a murder mystery party just so I can dress up like the DILF of your dreams

[cthulhuschild]

ZoSan Week: 40 years old

When you are in desperate need of more 40 y/o ZoSan and you realise you have the power of art.