#who would have thunked

[saphizzle]

My dragonborn lost their eye a few sessions ago and he’s so so fine and normal about it!!

[fallen--leafs]

Came back, feeling normal again. Thought I would laugh at the thought of leaving the Anarchs. Actually laughing at the idea of disregarding my needs for some online reputation. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[maniaeofmadness]

People have pointed out that Zuko goes from grunting a lot when fire bending to then being calmer and more fluid with his bending after meeting the dragons but no one has talked about Aang's air bending

In the first couple episodes he does this thing where he scrunches up his nose to do a big move with air, but by the end of the series he's pulling off theses amazing moves with little effort shown

[taxkha]

The Coolest Defense in the West

[seo-changbinnies]

my favorite binnie looks (216/∞)

[amphibianaday]

Could you draw a frog or axolotl that is a vapire please?

day 1255

[andy-clutterbuck]

Happy Valentine's Day

[daydreamerwonderkid]

Decided to do some torso, limb and lighting practice.

I guess Dick is here, too.

You do NOT have permission to repost my art.

[luinquesse]

So I guess we're starting 2024 with some bg3, featuring my tav, Dal.

[miyukisluv]

who knew I'd have a loki phase

[hopeforbountifulasks]

Dreams, if you didn't have a local group, you only had Hopes to talk to? That seems kind of unhealthy for a relationship.

[fallen--leafs]

In a shocking turn of events, this has worked better than the handcuffs

[sidetongue]

red & gold

[braxiatel]

Saying “they hold up each others man boobs and kiss with tongue” about two content creators on YOUTUBE DOT COM is so fucking deranged. Say that about fictional people PLEASE

I normally don't take fic prompts but I'll make an exception for you anon <3

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As the door to his treehouse starter home opened with a click, Scar - a magical elf and not a youtube content creator - looked up from the elven cookies he had been baking. 

“Hello? Is anybody home?”

It was Mumbo Jumbo, a vampire who was also not some human guy. He was, however, Scar’s boyfriend. 

“In here,” Scar called, wiping his hands on the front of his apron, starting at the top where it covered his scitties. A moment later warm arms settled around his waist and a familiar form pressed against his back. Mumbo's impressive jumbos settled against his shoulder blades.

"Hello there," he said, laying his hands over Mumbo's.

"You're tense," Mumbo commented.

"Back pain," Scar sighed.

"Let me help?" Mumbo requested. His mumboobies were pushed against Scar's back as he began to move.

"I wouldn't mind that," Scar agreed. Mumbo's hands came up to cup his scitaments. With the significant weight taken off his upper back the dull ache in Scar's spine began to fade and he sighed happily.

"How are you?" Scar asked his lover.

"Erh," Mumbo shrugged. "I'm actually dealing with a bit of a backache myself, if I'm being honest, babe."

"Mumbo, you should have told me," Scar tutted. "What sort of boyfriend would I be if I didn't try to help. Let me go a moment?"

Mumbo complied, and as Scar turned around in his arms his snickerdoodles brushed against Mumbo's mumblebees.

Scar brought up his hands to hold Mumbo's monosaccharides, feeling the heavy Monster Energy™s in his palms. Mumbo likewise picked Scar's seismographs up again, probably admiring their muscly nature from the reverent look he was giving Scar.

"That's much better," Mumbo said. He gave Scar's left sarcophagus a gentle caress. "I love you."

"I love you too," Scar told him, unconsciously leaning closer. As he did his Scandinavian Airlines Systems pressed suggestively against Mumbo's Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sundays.

"Scar?" Mumbo asked.

"Yes, Mumbo?" Scar asked back, licking his lips.

"Are we about to kiss?"

They were.

(They did).

(With tongue).

Now, anon, if you actually want to have a conversation about this complicated topic, acknowledging the nuances, I would be happy to explain to you why I personally do not consider this to be real people shipping. But from your tone I am guessing that is not the case, so as long as you keep the circus music playing I'm going to keep on clowning.

[sleepyscreen]

omg i forgot to mention, im playing fallout new vegas again! Full roleplay playthrough and its been so much FUN :D

only got a few visual mods installed but other than that im just kinda reveling in the writing and story and its taking me back lol :D

[dufrau]

Hey! Here's a ronance prompt for you: boots! That's it. That's the prompt lol

Here you go! Thank you for this prompt it was, uh, relevant to my interests. lol.

A Goo Incident (4157 words) by titface Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Characters: Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler Additional Tags: Post-Apocalypse, scavenging, kind of a patrol fic, proposal, Cute, a little platonic stobin, searching for the perfect gift in a collapsed hardware store, um, Background Canon-Typical Violence, Prompt Fill, infodumping a lot less about boots that i honestly could have tbh, Boots - Freeform Summary: But what did you get for the woman who had everything? Or. Well. What did you get for a woman who only really ever left the house to kill things? Knives? Nancy had a whole wall of knives. And she still couldn't be trusted to chop vegetables at the mess hall without cutting herself. A fire ax? She had three. A flame thrower? Hopper was borrowing it for some kind of nest control mission last Robin knew, but yeah she had that too. Hedge clippers? A fricking… lawnmower?