#to be comtinued?

[serendippertyy]

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE I'M FINALLY KISSING THAT DAMN ELF 😚❤️💚

[guzhufuren]

Seonghwa like this all godly and blonde and in a bed i am a worshipper forever

[rat-rosemary]

Hey do you guys think I write the dsmp characters OOC?

[cconfusedkat]

Would rather do sketches than actual refs 🙄🙄 Ok bur also lachryma and shamura are So ❤️

Each shamura doodle i make they just get more creature like rather than attempting to show their elegance so big fan of creaturemura like who let this old fuck do that ! Disturbing

[uncanny-tranny]

"ooh, you can't take government assistance because..."

Buddy, you already paid those taxes - you're already contributing to the funding of government assistance by paying them, you're entitled to that assistance not only because it has already been paid for, but also because you're a person who deserves to live. Shaming yourself or others for taking assistance is nonsensical hyperindividualism that will only make your life worse in the short and long-terms. Take that money, use those programs. Apply for them, and don't be ashamed for some bullshit reason like "oh I just don't deserve to live" that is attached to taking that help

[ultrakrilling]

i'll do an actual sketch when i get through this semester

i am rotating office au minosgabe in my head like a rotisserie chicken just to survive the horrors

[puffles]

Probably very ooc but

I'm trying to imagine how SG!Soundrod could work (in a post-war world, somehow, or maybe a war never happened) and so far, my only idea is Rodimus has been swiping on Cybertronian-Tinder looking for bots to frag cause his recent lays hasn't been working out for him. So, Elita makes a dare he won't go out with this bright, sweet looking Decepticon (a total opposite of his type, usually sleek and slender looking bots like Elita)

On the date, Soundwave is excitedly talking about music, his cassetticon family, the beauty of life etc. but Rodimus is tuning him out. He already found this guy annoying through comms but meeting him in real life only turned him off even more, and they don't seem to be looking for the same things anyway. Rodimus wants to frag and go, Soundwave wants romantic companionship, ha! Soundwave, sensing his date's disinterest, bluntly asks if he wants to go to berth. Usually Rodimus would call it quits because all this talk has snuffed out any enthusiasm for a good lay, but he can't make Elita think he's a coward, and an overload is an overload even if mediocre so he agrees

(My other idea was Soundwave mentioning Rodimus' drawn on goatee and him going "Wait wtf how did he know" lol)

NSFW part! If you skip it, then what I think is the good lay make him change his mind and he starts being interested in using Soundwave to get off (and even though Soundwave is a big-hearted optimist who believes in the good of everyone, he doesn't take Rodimus' shit when he goes too far) but slowly genuinely comes to love him 🥺 (and they go on cute dates to amusement parks and photobooths and arcades and aydushhaha)

Firstly, Rodimus establishes he's a spike-only mech which is fine with Soundwave (he's flexible! Though are you sure you don't want to try-) Rodimus makes a demand for Soundwave to turn around and sit there but Soundwave holds his arms down. "You will look at me and not think of anything else while I'm here." He says, pumping Rodimus' spike to the exact rhythm he liks. Whenever Rodimus' tries to take control or look away, Soundwave

Pretty much a lot of edging and teasing until he is about to cum, before Soundwave sits himself onto the spike and Rodimus instantly overloads. Soundwave continues riding his spike despite its oversensitivity. Blablabla, marathon sex ft a lot of teasing Rodimus sensitive protoform and his spike using Soundwave's servos and glossa (Rodimus is so aroused seeing the scarred mouth)

At the end, Rodimus is extremely worn out. He would offer the shower but he can't move his frame at all, no matter how much he wants to get the itchy fluids off and redo his paint job (so much gaudy paint streaks on his chasis) Thankfully Soundwave, the gentleman that he is, carries Rodimus to the shower and as Rodimus is being carried, he thinks "Huh, this guy doesn't look as bad as I thought up close"

While this is the best lay he had in forever, he is a bit embarrassed at how he treated Soundwave on the date. He is about to apologise especially given the amazing frag he just got but Soundwave cuts him off before he even speaks, and offers his personal comms for the future.

(Is he telepathic throughout this thing? Who knows)

[lionbearfox]

more environment

[faunandfloraas]

Put myself in the clockwork orange device and make myself look at pictures of felix's freckles any time I even consider repurchasing fade cream

[kintrash413]

Summary: Here in the zombie apocalypse, no one bothered to get sober. “No one” being the last two humans alive- Evbo and his neighbor. There was no point taking the risk of withdrawing while dealing with zombies when growing netherwart was so easy. Excerpt under the cut

Evbo leaned outside the second story window, the only place where he could see the sky. As usual, there were no helicopters, no nothing coming to save them. After five years, he was pretty sure he and his neighbor were the last people left.

Once Evbo heard the groaning of zombies beneath who must have spotted him, he ducked his head back inside and shut the window. There was no way they'd get through the barriers for at least another week, so the risk felt okay.

“Yo?” Evbo called, walking through the building in search of his neighbor. “Is dinner ready?” When he arrived at the kitchen, he found it empty. Not only was dinner not ready, it wasn't even started. Evbo picked up a syringe off the counter automatically, only stopped when he realized it was his neighbor's. Then why was it still full?

“H-hey? Man?” Evbo called out, getting nervous now. He gently tilted the syringe, and he could see air bubbles through the nearly clear liquid. It wasn't even filled properly…

Putting the syringe down, Evbo kept wandering. He hadn't been close to his neighbor, before the apocalypse began. But after five years of surviving together…

Evbo opened the doorway to the makeshift bedroom, where he finally found his neighbor taking a damn nap.

“What the hell,” Evbo chastised lightly, kneeling to wake him up. He didn't get another word out- he put his hand on his neighbor's arm to shake him awake, and found his skin cold.

Evbo stumbled back with such desperation that he fell on his ass as his heart beat out of his chest. After several seconds passed without his neighbor rising with intent to kill, Evbo relaxed slightly. He hadn't been bitten. He just…

Slowly, Evbo moved forward again. Shifted his neighbor onto his back. Indeed, his eyes were still open. Glassy and dull. He was generally damp- sweaty teary and snotty. Evbo stood up with a sigh. He recognized withdrawal when he saw it. “Damn it… Why did you try to get sober? Now?? Without telling me…”

Considering his neighbor just died from withdrawal, Evbo wasn't about to make the same mistake. He backtracked to the kitchen, grabbing his neighbor's syringe and injected himself with the awkward potion. It was a familiar high.

On one hand, Evbo could understand his neighbor's decision- being sober would probably be hugely helpful during the apocalypse. If the edges of his vision didn't blur, if his sense of danger wasn't broken. Evbo couldn't even remember crucial information like the populated zombie locations, most the time.

He dropped the empty needle onto the counter. The apocalypse wasn't the time to be getting sober. He had his chance, and it was before the first sirens went off.

[casualhedonists]

i feel like such a typical fic writer saying this but since i’m getting a lot of comments/asks about attention ch3 i don’t want to keep you all hoping when it might take longer than expected, i just spent four hours in the hospital tonight watching my aunt die while my previously estranged family showed up to pay respects so things are weird as fuck and i’m gonna be off grid for a short while, just letting you know, i will get to your lovely comments and asks in due time 🤍

[ghost-cwunch]

Post hibernation quick art dump and it's Lucille :3

I love her so much smsnhdgshahs

[crumpet-doodles]

EVERY SINGLE TIME I DISCOVER LINELESS I HAVE SO MUCH FUN DRAWING WITH IT AND WONDER WHY I FORGOT ABOUT IT AGAIN

[huginsmemory]

Biting killing maiming getting home and being like I have time for projects!!! and then being like but work and I'm getting sick and I've done NO projects and even WORSE I've done like barely any work. And I'm v tired and getting sick now so likely no project time tonight??? How the FUCK. I haven't even gotten the time to put up the new gravity falls themed postcards I got in the mail

[sporkberries]

Thinking about him doesnt make me angry anymore. But there isn’t any affection or sorrow either. I mostly just feel nauseous

[sherlock-is-ace]

Bless russian holmes for doing the thing i'm always asking adaptations to do. At last, someone smart enough to connect Milverton and Moriarty in some way :')

They did it, I will finally stop complaining about nobody seeing my vision ahnfsjf