#But im tired

[bambiilooza]

may i request you draw a little groovy dancy fun apollo for ur friend perchance?

i did intend to draw him looking silly but, i got side-tracked

hope you like it my friend <3

[vind3miat0r]

Vincent in a flapper dress, as per a post from @capitalisticveins :3 (ignore how i gave him wide ass hips i swear that was an accident)

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@chlorine3 @fedorabender @dawnofiight @definitelynuwonhere @porters-fangs

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if u wanna be added to the taglist just lmk :3

[philzokman]

I LOVE BSD I TRULY DO but im trying to do my english dissertation on no longer human the novel right and i just went on a fucking two hundred word spiel about dazai's connection to existentialism ONLY TO REALISE THE SOURCE I WAS USING WAS REFERRING TO HIT ANIME TWINK OSAMU DAZAI NOT THE FUCKING AUTHOR IM GOING TO MUALFDHSAJKFC,LHAKSD

[oifaaa]

Really would like to talk to the person who designed my digital watch and ask them why the fuck they made it 12 hour with a tiny wee am and pm in the corner instead of just making it 24 hours like digital clocks usually are

[thebat-musicman]

Funniest Members of the JLD

Doctor Fate: He’s a fucking helmet. Like yes there is a god in the helmet but it doesn’t change the fact that this is a helmet.

Deadman: Extremely accurate name. Also where are they finding all of these circus acrobats.

Frankenstein: He’s from a classic novel?? He has the blood of an alien king??? He defended London against Nazis?? He worked for Father Time, who is a Japanese schoolgirl???? What is with this man.

John Constantine: Lost his house and the leadership of the JLD to Zatanna (his ex) after killing her father. Snorted Santa’s bones. not a good person at all.

Zatanna: Put a spell on Constantine to try and force him to be good. Also her name is Zatanna Zatara. That’s just kinda odd.

Batman: WHY IS HE EVEN HERE

[why-the-heck-not]

19.09.23, tuesday

tired !! but nOT SLEEPY damnit

things done today:

2h lecture

4h of coding

[samdravvs]

Is this anything? Does this make sense???

[thegremlinprince]

Thinking about the canary curse and the different forms it might take for each member. I'm thinking about it less as the canary image itself and more the signs of death around it. Every folk lore, mythology, superstitions have some animal that's rooted towards death.

We of course have the canary for Jimmy and I'll have to think on Lizzie's, but Mumbo is a church grim.

So human don't get trapped as a spirit, a animal is often buried, to protect and guard the graveyard it's buried in instead. Often depicted as a black dog, with red eyes (though other animals have been used). Known to toll a church bell before a death takes place at midnight, it's it's own type of herald.

A coalminer instead of their canary, a dog with sooted fur and the red eyes of it's life. A protector, a death, a omen all the same.

[kermitbread]

hahahahahaha what if because they're so used to sharing physical affection to each other so fucking much that they just start saying "i love you" to each other at random and then and then— gets shot

[singulxarity]

Jegulus microfic - Day 17 - Body

Word count : 309

@jegulus-microfic

Regulus has never been particularly aware of his body. He had always sort of floated around, following Sirius wherever he went. 

He viewed his body as a means to do things. When he played quidditch, he trained his body like a machine, never really listening to its needs, more so pushing it until a goal was met.

But that was before James.

When Regulus first started liking James, he all of a sudden became self conscious of himself. Of his posture, of his body, of his words.

When he would be in the hallways, talking to Evan and James would walk by, he would wonder whether the way he was standing was awkward. But that's ridiculous because if he really was standing strangely, he would probably be uncomfortable.

He also became aware of his body's needs. Often he would stay awake, in his bed, dreaming about James next to him, caressing his curls.

By some miracle, James felt these things too and approached Regulus about them. Soon, unreturned gazes in the hallway became shy, soft, reciprocated smiles and whenever possible, Regulus would brush his knuckles against James’, content with their little secret. 

Each touch he felt was now magnified. When James would put his hand on Regulus’ lower back to guide him to the room of requirement, he would feel tingles down his spine, aware of the hand grounding him. 

James brought Regulus back to Earth. His anchor, holding him in place, preventing home from going astray. Even as they grew older, James would touch Regulus to bring him back.

And each time it worked. 

Like butter upon a pan sizzles, like water always wets cloth and like the touch me not always collapses in itself. 

No matter how indifferent Regulus tried to be, he always relaxed under Janes’ touch, feeling sparks all over the surface of his body.

[pinacoladamatata]

Everyday I wait for someone to make a Solas edit to nails hair hips heels and I can't believe someone hasn't already

[lxndonorris]

pretty boy on a hard tire

[afishstolemybody]

Pov: you find out what jarate is...

He is disgusted..

(Alternate title was "he is disgusted with how short and feral you [i] are [am] about him")

Funfact: just finished my sketch book uh 90% of its tf2;...i only started drawing fanart in mid march...

[a-literal-toaster-wtf]

[wortsandall]

you can never make me do line art

[anxiousgaypanicking]

follow up to the hypnotic flower ask, one of the sides stumbling upon the other in their dazed state, ready to be (consensually) taken advantage of?👀

i love consensual magical properties who only work of the recipient/victim (i say victim lightly here) wants it to work, even if they don't immediately realize they do (also i dont fully remember the previous hypnotic flower ask so if any of this information is wrong i am so sorry)

one of the sides ends up waltzing into a flower garden - with some flowers that are clearly more prominent and beautiful than the rest. the air around these flowers smells a lot sweeter. so sweet, in fact, the side is quickly dropping to their knees, wondering which creativity created a flower so wonderful. they take in a deep breath, and then let out a hazy moan, crawling further towards the flowers, plucking a few and bringing them to their face to properly inhale

and they stay in this half conscious, dazed, submissive state for however long until somebody else walks by. they call out the sides name, but gets no reply, and so walks into the flower garden to join them

the flowers dont effect them. either because the side doesnt want to be a dizzy, submissive plaything, or because of some undisclosed rule. whatever the reason, the side gently lays the dizzy one in the grass, trying to repress their flush when each brush of their fingers over the others skin makes them moan - even soft, wholesome touches, like brushing their hair from their eyes or wiping the drool from their lips.

side a feels like theyre burning up. theyre just coherent enough to say "please" and "yes" but they say it over and over until side b cant resist, kissing and touching them until theyre basically drunk on secondhand pollen

the sex is sloppy and slow and intimate, both of them are hot and panting into each others mouths. side a keeps their face buried in side bs neck, breathing in the scent of their body likes its a drug, like it's similar to the flowers theyre surrounded by. and side b just cant stop touching and fucking them. they both lose track of time for very different reasons.

and they go and go until side a says stop, eyes hazy and cock empty, and just leans against side b, wordlessly trusting them to take them home and take care of them

its the ultimate subspace, coaxed out by hypnotic pollen and sweet smelling flowers. and though theyre both embarrassed the next morning, neither of them regret a thing, and are actually weirdly close following suit, as if theyre addicted to each other like a bee is to flowers