#( this was fun!

[labfungus]

@gniteruirui I broke it-

Ehh I don’t think I know more people on here besides who you tagged 😣 @ anyone that’s a thing right?

i found a cool tag game on twitter and i really wanna import it (o^ ^o)

this picrew + the last song you listened to :]

no pressure tags: @blood-loving-leech @overtaken-boredom @lesbianthatyaps @kameonerd566 @hexedvampire @laczki @anonymous-shxtposter @fleurafae @flovqy + anyone who wants to do it <3

[fox-and-the-hound]

What if Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy swapped cutie-marks, but their personalities stayed the same?

[ultra-art-blog]

She could’ve worded it better

based on a mix of these memes:

[lizaisdrawing]

The silent friend.

[no-one-told-you-life-was-gay]

Oh!

What I currently look like (I haven't shaved in a few days). I forgot my scar on my forhead on this one but it's there

What I'd like to look like below

I'd like to get some tattoos, re-dye my hair (it's faded) and be more comfortable in my reality of life (plus my sideburns are amazing when I let them grow)

Anyone is free to jump in! I'm lovingly and gently poking @lollybliz @pufftheminidragon @moonraisedsunchild @teatops @ my buddies that I forgot the handle and if I save this to drafts I will never find it again

starting a tag game cause i'm bored and i hate my notifications :D

WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE IRL

WHAT U WANNA LOOK LIKE

picrew: here!

tagging @random-doctor-on-the-internet @cataperat @discoveredreality @ladykiller-yt and @midnights-dragon

[waddiwasu-sonic]

Sonic's chest

OKAY OMG SO- Is this what an "ask" is?? I saw that sooo many times on yt dub comics when I was little!!! Kinda excited actually if that's what it is!!! Enjoy da doodles~

He definitly wouldn't get protective over something like that BUUUT this post is silly fluff and not characterisation masterpiece. That's what my other projects are for :P

[siggiedraws]

wonders all under command

[loulovingho]

If you’re still taking prompts: bucktommy + jealous Tommy

This gets a little explicit for a hot second, so hope that's okay!

This was a new feeling for Tommy. He wasn't sure if he liked it.

He'd been jealous before, sure. Plenty of times! Jealous of the things other people had, the things he wanted to have. Jealous of the people who weren't afraid to be their authentic selves. Jealous of people who had healthy families, or found families.

Maybe envious was the better word for those times.

But this... this was jealousy.

Because Buck was on the other side of the park, holding Jee's hand, talking to another man for a good five minutes now. He was being so expressive too. His free hand moving about as he chatted this other man up.

And the other man was gorgeous. A damn model, probably. A damn model who could eat all the carbs he wanted and not work out and still look like that. At least, that's what Tommy decided as he watched.

He straightened his posture, crossing his leg and holding onto his ankle with his hand.

It was dumb. He had no reason to be jealous. What he and Buck had was solid. The most solid thing Tommy had ever had in his life.

But now gorgeous model man took a step closer and who the hell even needs to be that close to talk? The park wasn't even crowded. Absolutely ridiculous.

He should go over there.

But also going over would be insane.

However, Jee was probably bored and wanted to go play and here was Buck and model man just yapping away.

Still, Tommy stayed on the bench. Watched as Jee tapped Buck's leg, asked him something, then ran off to the swings.

Tommy rolled his eyes. He knew it! Knew Jee wanted to play instead of stand and listen to two beautiful human beings have a boring, lame, stupid conversation.

The problem was now that both of Buck's hands were free, and he was so damn expressive with his hands, flailing his fingers around as he spoke and smiled and laughed.

A part of Tommy wondered what this obviously AI generated man would say if he went up to him and told him how those fingers were inside him last night. Three of them, to be exact. Slowly working him open, making him moan and beg and plead for more.

How Buck then used those hands to grip Tommy's waist as he fucked him so hard he swore he saw stars. How he whimpered and told Buck to keep going, “God, Evan, don't stop,” even after he came. How Buck came in him, groaning as he bit down on Tommy's earlobe, then worked his way down Tommy's body and licked the cum out of him.

Tommy's eyes widened as he came back to reality. This was very much not the time or the place for those kinds of thoughts.

He cleared his throat, glanced over to make sure Jee was alright. She had already left the swings, opting for the seesaw with another little girl.

His eyes moved back to Buck just in time for Buck to turn to him, pointing towards him and smiling brightly.

Tommy smiled back, did a little wave to look polite while he called model man a "boyfriend stealing dickwad" in his head.

Model man smiled, patted Buck's shoulder- asshole- and walked off.

Buck called out to Jee as he headed over to Tommy. “Whoa, you're going so high!” he said as she giggled on the seesaw. “I'll be over in a minute.”

He sat beside Tommy, took his hand. “He was in a car accident a couple weeks ago with his wife, by the way. He remembered me.”

Tommy eyed him. Noted the smirk on his face. “Shut up,” he muttered.

Buck snorted out a laugh. “You don't hide your jealousy face very well, babe.”

Tommy groaned. He felt embarrassed now. “I'm sorry,” he said, squeezing Buck's hand. “You just look really good today, and he kept talking to you, and he...”

“Looks like he walked directly off the stage of a Chippendales show?”

“Exactly!” Tommy exclaimed, thrilled that Buck understood. “Anyway, sorry.”

“Don't be. It's hot.”

Tommy raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

“To know my boyfriend likes me enough to glare daggers into a random man's eyes until said man asks if I'm being stalked? Yeah. Hot.”

Tommy rolled his eyes. “Oh God.”

Buck smiled. “I'm gonna head over to Jee. Now, there is a woman over there that I, uh, I see here occasionally. She may talk to me, but I swear I won't leave you for her.”

Tommy looked across the park to see a woman in her late 70's minding her business and working on some knitting project.

“I don't know,” Tommy said, shaking his head. “Looks like she could make a mean scarf.”

Buck wiggled his eyebrows as he got up. “Oh, she does.”

Tommy shook his head, then paused. “Wait!” he called out. “She's made you a scarf?!”

[thespoonlord]

Woah colors exist :00

(click for better image quality!!)

Also, this is a redraw! Original is below the cut for comparison :3

[mvshortcut]

Put That Guy in a SituationTM Ask Game/Prompt!

For when you want to put your favorite little guy (gender neutral) in a fanfic-type Situation. Send in a fandom, character(s), and/or relationship/ship as well as a number (or a few!) Feel free to use for fanfic, art, or whatever you choose!

Touch starved/cuddle curse

Time loop

Misunderstandings

Mind meld/telepathy/mind reading

Amnesia

Reverse amnesia (everyone else has no memory/recognition of your character)

Trapped in a room/closet/elevator

“Who did this to you?”

Sleep deprivation

Framed for a crime they didn’t commit

Hiding from pursuers

Turned invisible

Drunken/drugged/sleepy confessions

Role swap

Soulmates

Meeting past/future self

Tending to an injury/wound/illness

Possession/Mind control 

De-aged

Personality swap

Fear poison/gas

Truth or dare/party games

Loss of powers/abilities/skills

Showing up injured at their friend/mentor’s house

Showing up injured at their enemy’s house

Group project/team effort

Demon summoning

Curse of obedience/can’t disobey a direct order (the “Ella Enchanted”)

Time jumping/time travel/fix-it

Only one bed

Cursed/turned into an animal

Body swap

Reincarnation 

Love spell/curse/potion

Hatred spell/curse/potion

Avalanche/huddle for warmth

Secret relationship

Multiverse/meeting alternate version of self

Avoiding a conversation

Identity reveal/major secret revealed

Panic attacks

True love’s kiss/breaking a curse

Fake dating 

Arranged marriage

Realization of feelings at the Worst Possible Moment

Confessions during an argument

Sickfic/caretaking

Enemy caretaker

Self-sacrificial

Meet cute

Meet ugly/awkward first meetings

Fake death/presumed dead

Wings/supernatural body features

Kidnapping

Mutual Pining (+ Oblivious)

Mutual platonic/familial yearning

Accidental hand-holding

Crying

Lying curse/forced to lie about something

Truth Serum/spell

[wellnoe]

my favorite horrible marriage...using x as reference and inspiration

[id in ALT!]

[sleepymccoy]

Appropriately cocksure McCoy: Spock, you want to fuck me so bad it makes you stupid

Spock, for whom quibbling is a form of flirting: nothing in the entire universe makes me stupid

Kirk, at the end of his fucking tether: can we please do our jobs? Perhaps? Maybe we can work now instead of this?

[honeyvettel]

two slow dancers, mitski

[chonidale]

choni in 5 minutes (insp | temp)

[talktonytome]

bucktommy + a pet

When Buck gets home, he's surprised to find Tommy sitting on the couch with his jacket still on, cradling the right side of his chest with his left arm.

His first instinct is that Tommy's injured and trying to hide it. He crosses over to him in a few long strides and that's when Tommy looks up at him. "H-ey, Evan!" He says a little too cheery. He tries to tug his jacket closed over his chest.

"Tommy... what are you trying to hide? Are you injured? I swear, if you're trying to hide--"

"Meow." A tiny muffled sound erupts from Tommy's chest.

"Did your jacket just meow?"

Tommy looks at him sheepishly and then pulls back his jacket to reveal a tiny kitten tucked against his chest. "I can explain."

Buck chuckles, shaking his head fondly, because of course Tommy would and god, he looks especially soft and huggable with a kitten cuddled against his big chest.

"Let me see," Buck reaches to pick up the tiny, fluffy thing, but it squirms and huddles closer to Tommy's face. "Hmm, I think he likes you." Instead, he bends down to take a closer look and that's when he realizes he's a tuxedo cat.

"Well aren't you a distinguished little fellow?" He strokes its head with one finger and the kitten seems to accept it.

Then, he turns to look at Tommy. "He needs a name, don't you think?"

Tommy beams at him. "Does that mean we can keep him?" He asks, hopeful.

Buck shakes his head again, smiling back. "I come home to my hot, beefy man holding a kitten and I'm supposed to say no? I'm only human, you know."

Tommy reaches with his free hand and pulls him in for a quick kiss.

"How about Hannibal?" Tommy murmurs against his lips.

"Hanni-- Tommy, are you naming our cat after a cannibal?!"

"Uh- I mean you said he looked distinguished and when we were watching the show the other night, you joked about Hannibal being like a cat and he wears tuxedos... Come on, it's funny!"

Buck groans, but gives in because it's cute, his boyfriend's cute. Tommy likes to talk about Buck's puppy eyes, but Tommy's are lethal, too.

"Ok, ok, fine, but if he starts bringing us mangled mice corpses or something..."

"To be fair, cats do that."

"Tommy!"

Tommy only laughs, bringing him in for another kiss, as Hannibal purrs contentedly.