#AND JELLIE OMG

[karkatwaddles]

THE LIL SKIZZ PLUSHY

I CANT

Sleepy Boatem

This is my entry for @applestrudas DTIYS :D its such a cute image i had to draw it^^ (also i couldnt help giving impulse a lil skizz plush)

[choccy-milky]

seb about to learn every language there is 📚📚

[wzardjellies]

Gwourtney week !!!!!!!!!! 💖💕💕

Day one: yearning/first date

[mcyt-cats]

jellie in scars newest video!

if she fits she sits

[anonymouscheeses]

Season 2 came out and i didnt know, hello are yall even still alive??? IM SO HAPPY JWDEJR ILL PROBSBLY MAKE MORE ARY BECUZ I LOVE THEM SMM

[hooned]

oh babie 🥹🐣

[dailytraingirl]

omg i can up with this brilliant thing earlier where i kept comparing todd and neil to peanut butter and jelly like omg

idk abt you guys but these images look pretty much the same to me

(neil is jelly and todd is peanut butter) (they belong together)

[gradient-jeremy-asks]

Jeremy Pose Sketches (Yes i’m a Ghost fan.)

[objectum-culture-is]

My best friend just found out I'm objectum and they just went "it's pride month, Object rights, I guess!" Omg I love them so much 😭

[goofyjelly]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEORGE TAKEI!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉

<3

[thimbleb3rries]

BACK WITH ANOTHER TMNT POST HI

FEELING SO NORMAL ABOUT THEM

I am getting better at drawing them which I am really excited about! Lots of Donatello this time around. Usually Mikey has been my favorite to draw but Donnie has been making his way up the list! Experimenting with drawing the Mutant Mayhem turtles as well because I just adore them so much 🥺

I’m currently on season 4 of the 2012 series now and omg it is so nuts, so much has happened!! I love these turtles with my whole heart I swear

Traditional sketches/doodles!

I just think my trad drawings are so much more fun to look at!! Also so much quicker to do omg

Got lots of silly doodles here, some sketches, short comic page ideas, fun colors!!

Drawing them is so fun and I definitely want to maybe further flesh out some of these sketchier ideas

[shyjellyfishsblog]

Me listening to Heaven, Iowa

[tobisiksi]

is this a saiki family thing? fighting to death over small things??

everyone is so dramatic in this family omg

[wzardjellies]

ur art is literally everything to me, could you draw hillary/lindsay and beth from camp tv 👩‍❤️‍👩

That one comic that’s like ‘do u think we’re together in every universe?’ UGH :,(

[bellaluvspeace]

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[justafewsmallsteps]

Day 3 of @inukag-week 2023: Safe

Clutching at the red fabric and taking a big inhale, Kagome felt the tight tangle of anxiety come undone. She was fine now. Everything was going to be okay.

Inuyasha was here.

She didn’t know when it first began, because it happened so quickly and so naturally. She hadn’t thought about it the first time she jumped to the shelter of his arms—couldn’t remember when it became her instinct. Perhaps it began even on the first day they ever met.

When Kagome found herself in Sengoku that fateful day, lost beyond worlds, she’d run to Goshinboku to find her home, and there he’d been (her real home, though she’d never have guessed it back then). Sure enough, he saved her from the Mistress Centipede. Despite their rocky start, time and time again he’d prove his capabilities. Learning to depend on Inuyasha’s strength came fast by necessity. If she were in trouble, she believed that Inuyasha could and ultimately would deal with it—if only to ensure his Jewel Shard detector could fulfill her duties (at first).

Then they became friends, and she knew in her heart the way that he’d call for her, “Kagome!” had to mean he cared beyond her usefulness. Not because he had to save her, but because he wanted her to live.

She trusted him to defend her, to protect her, to find her—time and space and rules of the universe be damned.

She believed in Inuyasha. She put her whole heart into her faith in him.

And now, in her newest moment of terror, he was here.

“Kagome, would you quit being a baby already?” her husband admonished.

She was too horrified to be offended, and instead shouted, “No!” before smushing herself further into his arms. Okay, so maybe she was being melodramatic, but she couldn’t help it.

Inuyasha sighed over her antics. It was her weak spot after all.

Maggots. In their home.

Kagome hated bugs. She turned into such a sissy over them despite having faced far worse in her life.

With her body essentially glued onto him, Inuyasha warned, “I have to get closer to them to get rid of them, you know.”

She squealed, “No! Just use Tessaiga! You took out a wall in our house’s kitchen over a cockroach. Remember? I’m sorry I got mad before, just do the same thing now!”

He winced at the memory. It’d been years ago, but he still recalled the way she had screeched so loud that he had overreacted at the time. It’d been a lot of damage after all. He’d like to think he had a little more sense than he did back then.

“I’m not rebuilding our home because of some bugs.” Gross as the rotten heap of fruit was. The smell bothered him most, but even Inuyasha had to admit that the wriggling creatures were disturbing.

“Please, please, please just get rid of them,” she sobbed pathetically, this time burying her face into his chest and practically clawing up his torso to get off the ground. He doubted there were any near them, though she acted as if there was a huge infestation threatening to crawl up her legs any second.

Blowing his bangs up, Inuyasha relented to his wife and unsheathed his sword, which automatically transformed to its full size. Thankfully their home could accommodate it, but the contrast of the weapon compared to the compact pile of mush was comical.

Now, how to deal with this?

Not used to making such minuscule movements, Inuyasha did his best to scoop the mushy peaches onto the end of his sword. It wasn’t the worst idea. After all, he wasn’t keen on getting closer to the rancid smell. Unfortunately the resulting squelching sound made his wife let out a string of, “Ew, ew, ew!” before letting out a short scream.

His ear twitched. “You’re okay.”

She shook her head, gripping at him.

It didn’t seem like she was going to let go of him any time soon, and while he was used to carrying her around, the tight space and task made it cumbersome. But maybe he enjoyed, just a little, how close she was. He could do without her having a meltdown though.

“Okay, let’s go.” He held her to him with one arm, doing his best to navigate their way out the door along with the sword. Once out the door he carefully flung the offending pile of nastiness as far away as he could.

“Are they gone?” Kagome asked. She didn’t dare to pull away just yet.

He gave Tessaiga a good thwack to rid it of any remaining peach liquid. Then he sheathed it. “Most of ‘em. I’ll go back inside to take a look. You oughta get off me unless you wanna deal with them.”

A muffled sigh came from his chest. Kagome peeled herself off him sheepishly.

“Okay…” she replied as she stepped away.

“You wait out here.”

She nodded, and he disappeared behind the screen door only to emerge two minutes later. He chucked something once more as far away as possible, wiped his hands on his pants, and turned to her.

Kagome shoved herself back in his arms, this time hugging him with relief. “You got them all?”

“Uh-huh.”

“You checked near the sleeping mats?”

“Mhmm. You’re safe now.” His affirmations were tinged with affectionate mockery.

She didn’t care. “Thank you,” she mumbled as she clung to him. “You’re my hero.” Quickly (because they were outside) she kissed his lips to show her gratitude.

He stroked her back comfortingly. “Damn right.”