#All such cute ideas!

[yesthefandomfreakblr]

If you're still taking requests for doodles... (quoting from Code of Claw)

"Next, I will sing one for you!" announced Boots, pointing at the bat, who actually flinched.

Or maybe a hypothetical scenario of Angelina and Larry meeting Luxa, with Gregor in attendance? (Gregor having brought Luxa on a topside excursion for pizza, and then his friends just randomly show up at some point through sheer coincidence.) Ooooor, maybe Gregor's school friends dropped by his apartment to meet up, with one of the other tenants directing them to the laundry room 'cause they saw the kid in there as they left… Gregor juuuust departing to the Underland but suddenly hears his friends' voices coming from the approach and he can't just dip because what if they find the access point on their own and the currents at that moment aren't favorable for a non-assisted descent. So he has to get back up into the laundry room quickly and so manages to do so in time but the grate either makes noise as it closes and thus invokes curiosity, or Gregor tries to be stealthy and quietly closes the grate but the other two kids catch him in the act... ...this is all a lead-up to hypothetical scenario/image of Angelina and Larry encountering/maybe chatting with Nike. (Or, maybe it's Ares in the shaft...)

apologies. can't make up my mind on which to choose.

[mroddmod]

they are like puppies. 2 me

[valtsv]

are we still doing this because i have a late submission

[hinamie]

I'll rip in hands and teeth and take a bite

[chloesimaginationthings]

How to calm down Roxy in FNAF security breach

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

A whole new meaning to Gay Chicken.

(For: Anonymous raffle winner!)

[heavyheavycream]

feedist kintober 12-13-14 : Candy Crush, GoTHICC and Pumpkin Spice

[thememeartist-kat4]

RoleSwap AU inspired by @anxiousapplepie RoleSwaps!

I had this very vivid idea for the first comic when I looked at the designs for the Swap AU, seeing cook Siffrin, and then my brain sprinted. So have some cute fun with this AU art while I finish something big for my other AU.

(Transcript + Full body Isabeau design under)

Transcript 1

Isabeau: Wow Sif, that smells amazing! What is it?

Siffrin: Oh! It's *incomprehensible dialog*

Siffrin: Ah!

*Big headache*

Transcript 2

Isabeau: Aren't you a little young to be a researcher?

Bonnie: Aren't you a little old to not be able to grow a full beard

Bonnie: Pff...

Here is the full body art with the full sketch page as extra :D

[kyuyua]

My cyberpunky Joel design 🌸

Seven Holy Nights of Jeremy (Joel Week) Day 4: Diverging Paths

[vor-leser]

"AM provided punk and we burned it, sitting huddled around the wan and pathetic fire, telling stories to keep Benny from crying in his permanent night."

[wisterimist]

[puddii-ng]

big fan of the new kids,,

[screwpinecaprice]

Actually cute. Had to do a quick redraw.

Screenshot is from when Jay lit up the Jack-o'-lantern in the living room.

[hinamie]

long way home

[puckinghischier]

I’m a firm believer that quinn would be the kind of boyfriend who’d use the pink sugar lip balm you left at his apartment bc he misses you and bc it smells good

you’d meet up with him for lunch or something, not having seen him in a few days due to each of your crazy schedules, and you’d notice his lips looked a little…shinier than usual.

he’d give you a quick peck in greeting, noticing the tacky nature and slight sweetness of his lips, but just thinking he lathered them in flavored vaseline or something, knowing how dry his lips get during the season from all the exposure to the cold temps.

during lunch you wouldn’t be able to focus on anything but his glossy lips. and how they almost looked…pinker than usual. all the staring would have you realizing your own lips seem dry, fishing around in your purse for your trusty lip balm.

“what’re you looking for, honeybee?” he’d ask while signing the receipt the waiter had just brought, hearing you let out a frustrated huff, your favorite tube of lip gloss nowhere to be found.

“can’t find my lip balm. s’my favorite one, too,” you mumble out, still searching, determined to find it.

“oh! is it this one? you left it at my apartment, in the bathroom,” your head snapped up, seeing the small, pink tube in-between his fingers.

relief washes over you. you were worried you were going to have to go buy a whole new tube, not wanting to spend another $25 when you had just bought that one a couple of weeks ago.

“yes! that’s it! thanks, q,” you happily take the tube from his fingers and apply a thin layer of the tacky ointment to your lips. when you taste the familiar, sweet flavor, the same you tasted on quinn’s lips when you first sat down to eat, it’s like a light bulb went off.

you look up at your boyfriend, the slight shine to his lips still present, even after eating a meal.

“quinn…why did you-” you start, staring at the pink tint to his lips, making sure you’re seeing what you think you’re seeing. “are you wearing my lipgloss?” you finally ask him, a hint of amusement in your voice.

quinn’s cheeks instantly flush. “well…when i found it i didn’t know what it was and took the cap off to smell it, and it smelled really good. then i figured out it was lip gloss and it was pink sugar flavored, so i put some on my lips to see what it tasted like,” he shrugged, not meeting your eyes. “plus i missed you, and it tasted like your kisses, so i kept wearing it. it makes my lips really soft, though.”

you fight the urge to laugh, ginding it adorable he likes wearing your lip gloss because he misses you.

“guess we need to get you your own tube, then, don’t we? because i love you, but i’m not sharing mine,” you tell him, watching his head raise in excitement, bright eyes latched onto yours.

“really?” he eagerly asks you.

you shake your head at him. “mhmm. if it’s pink sugar gloss you want, it’s pink sugar gloss you get. c’mon, we have a pit stop to make on the way home,” you stand, arranging the signed receipt and tip where the server could see it.

quinn bolts out of his own chair, practically skipping over to you in happiness.

when you walk out of the beauty store 20 minutes later, three tubes of pink sugar lip balm richer, you laugh at how quinn all but runs to the car, sitting down in the drivers seat and flipping the mirror down, applying the sweet salve to his lips.

“how do i look,” he turns his head towards you, puckering his lips dramatically.

you giggle at the action, loving how excited he is to have his own lip gloss to wear. “sweet enough to kiss,” you respond through your laugh.

the words earn you another small kiss, feeling the tackiness of both of your lips smearing together, tasting the sweetness he said reminded him of your kisses.

he gives you a toothy grin before settling back in and starting the car, ready to go back to his apartment and spend the rest of his day off with you. he pauses right before he merges into traffic, though.

“just…do me favor,” he looks over at you, almost worried looking. “don’t tell guys about this,” he references his teammates, knowing they’d have a lot to say about their captain wearing matching lip gloss with his girl.

“wouldn’t dream of it, sugar lips,” you wink at him, earning a small groan from him, another laugh erupting out of you.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Put that thing back or so help me.

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