#[my wips]

[comikbook]

I FINALLY FINUSHED THE FACE ON THIS AHGGGGG

[shimisstuff]

Wip! Toji smoking… *bark bark*

Full nsfw wip on Patreon!

[winterune]

Nayra's breathing was even when he reached her. No more of those painful groans and restless nights. Part of her head was wrapped in clean gauze, and so was her left eye. Her torso and arms had been badly injured but they'd said she'd been patched up. Bones joined, flesh knitted, any internal bleeding drained and wounded organs repaired. What a combination of magick and technology from the brightest minds in all of Eorzea could do… and yet... G'raha knelt beside her bed. She lay prone, unmoving. He held her hand. It was still warm.

This week’s word is…

✨ BRIGHT ✨

Find the word in any WIP and share the sentence containing it. Reply, reblog, stick it in the tags, tag us in a new post, or keep it private. All fandoms, all ships, all writers welcome.

[orionthecritter]

QUESTIONNNNN!

Which one do you prefer? Totally not asking this for anything important, not at all

[thecrimsonfeather]

Togachako wip

[valiasims]

WIP#33

Hey everyone!

I'm here with a quick check-in. I've been making swatches for the main objects I'd made and here's a little red/light wood color story I really like and thought I would show you!

I finally finished the changing table I was procrastinating. There are still some things left to do because I want to add more clutter items and a wallpaper too and I still need to tackle the curtains. But I think this set is slowly will be finished! I'm planning to upload it this Saturday. Hopefully I can put together everything I planned until then.

Fortunately I made all swatches in the last couple of days so I only need to do swatches again for the new items I'm going to make. I hate when I have to do a single type of task for a long time and I usually don't do it like this but with this set I was uncertain at the beginning and I had to model everything first to see if it's working or not.

Hope you're as excited as I am!

[codename-adler]

so there's this David Wymack

and then there's this David Wymack

and also this David Wymack

but what about THIS David Wymack

i originally wanted to cast Ma Dong-seok as a Trojan OC therapist that would connect with Jean in TTC/Steady Now, but the more i work with him in mind, plus the aftg x tlou wip, he is just so Wymack coded...

[bidisasterevankinard]

tease tidbit tuesday

chapter 2 of triplets fic is in cooking:

The worst  pain that knocks your breath attacks his lungs and the pain in his throat from spitting is worse than the terrible taste of bile and poorly digested food with gastric juice coming out through his mouth. At least today he’s not so dizzy and going for what feels like hours, no he stops exactly when someone knocks at the door that he knows he hasn’t even closed,

“Evan? How can I help?”

“Can you please get rid of the coffee you made and open the balcony before I come out?”

“Yeah, of course,” Tommy nods. “I suppose I should forget about my morning coffee for a while?” The question has no judgment or indignation, but light humor that Tommy’s little small do not deny.

Buck hums, “I can’t drink coffee because OB said so, but as it seems your kids are making me sick even from the smell. Guess they hate coffee.”

“Mine kids, huh? Only mine?” Tommy smirks, crossing his hands near his chest, and Buck hates that they have no time even for a quickie if he wants to not be late for work. Also the view of Tommy in his tank top, flexing his big, huge, even, absolutely delicious muscles, that Buck knows can hold him down near the wall, makes him so horny like never before. Hormones seem like getting to him. Or maybe he is just so in love with the absolute beast of the man he found for himself and the idea of the future they are building right now makes him too giddy and emotional.  

Finally stopping ogle his man, Buck finds the words to answer.

“Yes, when they make me sick they are only yours. As they're gonna be when they kick so hard I’ll be in pain.”

Tommy chuckles, “ok, sweetheart, anything you say. I’m going to go get rid of coffee and bring you water,” but before it Tommy comes to him and helps him get up, kissing his birthmark. 

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[wikiangela]

tease tidbit tuesday

a bit of an early tease tidbit tuesday bc I'm writing another fix it (the first one is here if anyone wants to read lol) bc the writing in this whole episode was godawful for everyone, but the restaurant scene dialogue is driving me insane if I think about it for even a second lmao

also, it's turning smutty 💁‍♀️ so it's gonna take me a minute (like smut usually does) so here's a snippet haha

(also, just fyi, I'm staying with bucktommy forever, I'm not going anywhere lol they're thriving in my heart 🫶)

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“Well, let’s get out of here as soon as possible, then.” Tommy says, leaning forward, putting his elbows on the table, bringing Buck’s attention to those muscular arms, his gaze heated and boring into Buck, and Buck swears he can feel it in his stomach. “But open your gift first.” “I’d rather open you up, but okay.” Buck mumbles, and Tommy snickers under his nose, takes a sip of his beer. “Behave, honey, we’re in public.” He whispers, and Buck kind of wants to take it as a challenge, flirt and tease as much as he can and rile Tommy up until he all but drags Buck to the bathroom – well, it’s more likely it’d be Buck doing the dragging, Tommy can be infuriatingly composed when he wants to. “Wow,” Buck says as he opens the envelope and pulls out the gift. “Lakers tickets, no way.” He feels his eyebrows go high up on his forehead as he looks up at Tommy, who seems amused and smug and so delighted. “Very funny.” He adds, trying to go for deadpan, but not able to hide an amused smile as well.

no pressure tags (lmk if you wanna be added or removed):

@dr-shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @watchyourbuck @diazpatcher @monsterrae1 @pirrusstuff @rogerzsteven @honestlydarkprincess @steadfastsaturnsrings @diazheartsbuckley @giddyupbuck @thewolvesof1998 @underwaterninja13 @your-catfish-friend @louisferrignojr @beyourownanchor6 @weewootruck @kirkaut @jewishbuckley @loveyouanyway @sassytommykinard @bucked-it-up @theotherbuckley @drcloyd @girlwonder-writes @dadbodbuck @loullaby @aringofsalt @actuallyitsellie @hippolotamus @diazsdimples @hyperfocusthusly @talktonytome

[xtarmanderx]

Might have immediately started another fic last night where Rocker meets Buck for the first time. Here’s a snippet!

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The first time Rocker meets Evan Buckley, he’s storming into the hospital still fully dressed in his tactical gear and yanking his goggles from his face. “Donovan Rocker. Looking for the room of Thomas Kinard.” He tells the nurse at the desk. She nods, quickly typing on her keyboard, and gives him a room number. He bypasses the elevator and hits the stairs, knowing he’ll vibrate out of his skin if he has to stand still for too long. He’s going to kill that motherfucker.

As he steps out into the hallway, he takes a deep breath and orients himself. It’s the third door down the hall on the left and he finds it with ease, anger on the tip of his tongue as he shoves the door open. It dies the moment he realizes that he’s not the first one there. There’s a curly haired blond man sitting at Tommy’s side, tightly gripping one of his hands and his face in pinched in anger and concern. Tommy’s shaking his head, mouth open to respond in some way when he catches sight of Rocker. His face shutters closed at once and Rocker kind of hates him for it.

“Genie’s gonna be pissed when I tell her what happened to your ugly mug today.” Rocker says, closing the door.

“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” Tommy says dryly. “What are you doing here, Rocker?”

“I thought I’d check up on you and make sure you hadn’t died.” Rocker snaps, anger bristling under his skin once more. “You could have gotten yourself killed today-“

[comikbook]

me when i die- started over the rendering

[byeomso]

Be patient. I'm cooking.

☂️

[creatorping]

Oh I’m COOKING on this render

This is so different from my usual art style

👁️👄👁️🤚🏼

[newwritinghabit]

I love, love, love the Sebastian fans on Tumblr. Some of the artists, especially, just make him look WAY more attractive than the game does. Everyone seems to agree he has snake bites, lol, and tatts. He's the dark bad boy that everyone creams their panties for. For good reason.

But there is something not everyone gets, and that is that his hard, bad exterior really hides a soft, anxious interior. Not everyone understands he's an introverted NERD! And I speak with the experience of a socially anxious, emo, nerd, badass. I get him on a personal level. I hope you all will enjoy the Sebastian that I portray.

I saw the Feast of the Winter Star Week on @stardewfanficwriters page, and I want to participate too. Sebby will be the main character featured. I might move on to write about other things after that.

[anawrites3]

( @zeroducks-2 so I'm doing something and-

Dick… didn’t really remember what he was doing earlier. Just one moment he was sitting in the living room on the couch and the next the door to the bedroom opened and Slade walked out.

His hair was tied up into a messy bun and his chest was bare. The only thing Slade had on was sweatpants that rested so low on his hips that Dick could see the silver trail of hair that started from his belly button and led down, towards the lovely part of his body.

Dick had no idea that he was moving, only realizing it happened when he already dropped to his knees in front of Slade. The man blinked down at him surprised but before he could say anything, Dick was resting his hands on Slade’s thighs and leaning forward to press a messy kiss against his navel.

With a soft grunt, Slade slipped a gentle hand into Dick’s hair - not pulling him closer or pushing him away but simply holding - and watched as Dick ran his tongue over his underbelly. He sucked on the skin there, even if he couldn’t leave a mark that lasted longer than a few minutes and grazed his teeth against it, reveling in the way Slade’s muscle tensed under his touch.

“What got into you, little bird?” Slade murmured, when he came back to pressing wet kisses against his navel, carelessly sliding his lips over the happy trail.

For a moment Dick considered ignoring him because answering would mean pulling away but then Slade tugged gently at the strands of his hair and Dick groaned.

“Nothing.” He rushed out, before running his tongue over the hair there. “Are you complaining?”

“How could I?” Slade’s chuckle died on a groan as Dick bit down onto the skin, hard enough to leave a mark. It began to heal right before his eyes so he bit down again and felt more than saw the way Slade's cock twitched. “Far it be for me to deny you anything.”