#;thx for reminding me

[noctilin]

let's go home 💙❤️💛

available for preorder as charms until nov 1~

[kikomanpng]

Old goldfinch art that i forgot to post! Finished now :) (made this for a school project and made it self indulgent)

[mipexch]

compiling all my gens. you will look at my bug!

[gulava]

Did I...Did I do something? Is it my fault? Riku...

[nedseii]

If ur willing could u draw sansa and theon? Love ur art and interpretation of the characters!!

Thank you!! Here you go fellow Theonsa believer 👊

[kitconnor]

girl flop era (ongoing) (finish date unknown)

[technomanceer]

she's very therapeutic to draw . xeyre like an elaborate color by number page

[nudibutch]

butch/femme voyeur club drabble

cause i was digging into my writing folder and figured id post bc ive been meaning to work on it for ages but it isn't like. Complete [TM]. this is a pre-print except for Public Review

sub butch (he/him), domme femme (she/her). have fun

“Welcome. Watchers tonight, or are you looking for something more?”

“Just watchers,” she replied easily, flipping open her wallet and handing the greeter a few folded bills. “For now.”

With a nod, the greeter opened the door. A gentle push from her on the small of his back nearly knocked the wind out of him. He willed one foot in front of the other and tried not to look at her. It’d burn otherwise. The small hallway they funneled through – passing by lingering patrons, satin at the edges of his vision – opened into a well-furnished lounge area cast in deep blue light. Seats and couches lined the walls, and populated the center, to face nooks – some closed by a draw curtain, some open – that were large enough to occupy two, maybe three people at a time.

And they were occupied. Hazy, shadowy, and glowing from being cast in monochrome – some things he could see, but not quite, unless invited closer.

“Alright so far?”

He started at the warmth of her breath against the shell of his ear. He didn’t realize he had stopped walking to take it all in. “Yeah,” he breathed. “Following your lead.”

“Good boy,” she murmured. Her hand glided up to his collar, where her finger hooked around the ring and tugged him along to a loveseat. She sat, releasing him.

He froze.

Bathed in the dark blue light, her ethereal form merely anchored itself to the cushion. She was beautiful. Untouchable. A goddess. With one arm stretched across the couch, she beckoned with a finger. “Come here.”

He felt himself slipping. Sand in an hourglass. Its familiar taste floated at the tip of his tongue, its warm pressure creeping up his temples. Its whisper had echoed in his ears throughout dinner, but now the pull in his chest – in his knees – was stronger. In her expression – stoic, cocky – she commanded him

submit.

She tipped her head to the side, giving him a slow, searing full-body scan. Regarding him. He stood silently – obediently. This is exactly what she wanted. He could taste her desire in the air, see it rolling off of her in waves. She leaned forward, pressed her free hand up against the side of his leg with a firm grip, up, up, up –

His eyes fluttered shut, but he held still.

She let out a low chuckle and continued until she reached his waistband. At an agonizing pace, she slipped her fingers one by one behind it, and all of his nerve endings screamed at the point where she touched him, begging for more,

until she tugged.

down.

Instinctively, he knelt beside her. She laughed, leaned forward again, caught him by the chin, ran the pad of her thumb across his bottom lip, made his heart do somersaults in his chest. This close, the smell of her perfume, thick and heavy, flooded his senses and mingled with the warm fog that crept against his temples. He inched forward on instinct – her lips were so close, he just needed permission.

“Pretty boy,” she whispered, then tilted his head away from hers, towards the booths. “Look.”

He followed the gentle pull of her grip. Tucked away in an alcove, obscured by half-drawn curtains, a burly butch – one hand against the wall, the other under her femme’s dress, circling. All he could see of the femme was one leg and hip, falling off the pillowed bench, and an arm clutched across its backing.

He fixated on their moving shadows from the distance, completely stilled and rigid there on the floor.

“Would you like to do that to me?” she asked.

He swallowed. Felt himself approaching a singularity. “Yes.”

She purred, slipped her hand down to the collar’s o-ring, the clinking metal drawing his focus. This close, her breath was hot against his cheek as he sat, transfixed. Watching. Her finger dragged up the center of his throat, the tip of her stiletto nail just barely digging in. Purposeful. A promise. “We’re just watchers for now, sweet boy.” Click. Click. Her heels clicked on the floor as parted her legs. “Come sit and watch.”

[albaricomics]

I need a part 2 of the comic where Francis forgot to pick up Anastacha from school and it was raining pls 😭🙏🙏🙏

... You read my mind or something?

That's the next animatic I'm working on!!

[dawnthefluffyduck]

I had my first Pepsi since getting sick today and I think i got a bit carried away

The Ralsei in the bottom right is from the comic Looking Glasses by @ferronickel, you should check it out if you haven't yet ^-^ ((sorry for the tag at two in the morning haha))

edit: whoops forgot to link the comic

[ask-misconduct]

I have a question for sam... How much lore is finna happen with misconduct? Like do u have a whole story planned or r u figuring it out as u go along? (U dont have to answer this im just curious 🤔)

ngl i could ask you abt that with tcc

uhh i have some things i want to do

like events?? in mis's life almost

i have a very very rough sketch of his entire story but like

nothing tooooo concrete yk

[apple-grass-and-smiles]

Official Summary: The hardest part of Lucy’s day is going to bed. Before the breakup, when going to bed meant making funny faces at Tim as they brushed their teeth together, slow kisses and cuddling, it had been the highlight of most days. She had looked forward to bed. Now she brushes her teeth alone and crawls into a bed that is just hers. Or almost just hers.

Her mind makes sure that memories of Tim always join her. Her personal army of Ghosts of Tims Past, reminding her of what once was and will never be again. Tonight is no different.

Lucy takes a trip down memory lane as she considers the recent breakup.

Unofficial Summary: I gave @sisterofficerlucychen an actually very difficult challenge and now I have to reap what I sow and do it too.

[vamplxver]

the frnk photo

[evieismol]

Masterpost

Aka where you can find links to my writing, art, and other assorted gt content! Post will be updated as I add new things.

Longer Works

Big Bend

Summary: A park ranger from another planet gets a job working on Earth, with one not so small issue that sets him apart from his human coworkers - He's 218' tall. Matters get more complicated when he finds himself falling for a human girl.

Content warnings: language, fearplay, angst, vore mentions, mentions/descriptions of past abuse (individual chapters on here contain chapter specific cw at top as well)

A/N: I originally started writing this story back in 2021. After a long hiatus and losing large portions of the original plot outline/story I decided to rewrite it as of the summer of 2024. If you'd like to read the 20 odd chapters of the first version, links to them are here and they're still up on my wattpad as well. Everything else below pertains to the new version.

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Main Series - updates weekly on Fridays!

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

One shots

Roadtrips, portals, and other things (like being 3 inches tall) - one shot based on a dream I had, 2 friends find out their other friend is magical and from another realm. And also a black market antique dealer?

Cw: n/a

Caught - first meeting one shot where a fairy meets (and is caught) by a human while looking for supplies

Cw: light fearplay, fairy caught by human (isn't harmed)

Criminal Minds g/t one shot - some of the bau is mysteriously shrunk when trying to find a kidnapping victim idek

Cw: languages, references to Canon typical violence

One off finished/rendered art pieces

Roadtrips, portals, and other things (like being 3 inches tall) illustration

Cw: n/a

When your fairy girlfriend comes to visit you from the woods

Cw: n/a

[allyougottado]

is this amazing or what

woah….. this is literally heaven

[trigunconspiraciesdaily]

legato drove the down with cis bus