#Freckles for the win

[factory-of-bullshit]

[ochiody]

apollo design :) u all know im a fan of catchy songs...

closeups under cut !! hope this does ok

[pie-bean]

Afternoon tabletop gaming with the duckies!

[myokk]

first dada class😳✨

[kit-screams-into-the-future]

world's most time-blind onion

[ginger-canary]

So I've been so entertained by the D20 mini auction and I cannot unsee this.

[turtleblogatlast]

imo Leo has every right to be prideful about his appearance because if I had red stripes over my eyes, I’d make my face a personality trait too

[khachmaxo]

one of, if not the most beautiful thing abt tumblr is that no matter how universally HATED your blorbo is, there will always be a gang of cartoony goons here that are just as neurodivergent and obsessed with them as you. cheers, clink clink

[luciesartblog]

Managed to find one of my ~grail dolls~ at a toy fair recently for a great price; 2001 Peter Rabbit Barbie. I’m not super interested in Beatrix Potter or her works, but everything about this doll is absolutely stunning!

[yantao-enthusiast]

being real for a second. i feel like i’m the only person who chose to learn crucio and actually cast it on sebastian…. like do NOT get me wrong i am a sebastian girlie, defender, etc BUT realistically i am a little bitch and i would never be able to handle that pain. and also i feel like I go through enough. like i bleed out my vagina for a week once a month, he can handle a few minutes of crucio

[sannyo-appreciation-posts]

Sannyo and freckled Ponytail Yamawaro

[smoshkidtv]

SMOSH SUMMER GAMES - EMOJI CHALLENGE

[grelleswife]

I suppose a thin silver lining to the iron-gray cloud of this chapter is that Snake has now witnessed F.O.L. Orphanage’s atrocities against children firsthand. If, during the inevitable confrontation with Doll, he realizes that his former troupe-mate is actively complicit in those horrors, that might give him another reason to stand with Finnian and the rest of the Phantomfam against Undertaker’s faction.

[rafent]

1+ 🍪

"You like sweets so much," Griss drawls, twirling a cookie stick in one hand, circling Lord Rafal like a predator with its prey, "but do you like 'em enough to fight me for one."

POCKY DAY ♥

"Presumptuous. Do you think your lord so easy, Griss? That his feet will move in whichever ways you please for the simple promise of sugar?"

Ironic that a hound of all creatures should dangle the bone, yet it constituted effective maneuver nevertheless. Between the words, Rafal's attention followed Griss closely, trailing not only the candied stick in the other man's hand but that very man himself. Familiar to their cycle and pattern; lift away his gaze for a second, loosen one hand from the leash, and there would be no telling where those jaws might spring next. Learned caution alone did not account for his interest.

Even a dragon of superior mental and physical constitution liked for stimulation. The rewarded diligence of treat after trick, of hard won success enjoyed after bleeding challenge. . .and candy that should taste all the sweeter for the bitter struggles preceding. "—well. You would be only partially correct."

Not Griss but Rafal who struck first. At the closest point of orbit, a hard boot shot out to trip the other. Down tumbled Griss alone. Down followed Rafal, together.

Rafal roll: 1, tie! "Meet in the middle."

Scrabbling for purchase, and come upon some semblance of it, he let out a grunt as he sat on Griss' stomach. A good position; one from which grip and advantage could be pursued. But this dragon curiously did not seek for those, locking two in quiet limbo.

The closet at the Ethereal Ball had been dimly lit, sparse of light and beleaguered by constant motion. There existed no such privation here and no distractions, only rare opportunity, home to a surplus of details never before harvested by the eye. Was that the old ridge of a scar concealed beneath crimson ink? He'd never noticed Griss' brows before, thinner than his own and halfway quartered, as if partially burned or shaved or plucked away. The lazy curl of his wide, almost too-wide mouth below.

'. . .his wide, almost too-wide mouth.' Rafal peered down at the Hound with a strange look, uncertain of him, this invasive and newly discovered quirk surpassing every other thought. Certain instead of what slumbered within fearsome realm of possibility.

"I have changed my mind." A violence all its own, he pushed suddenly to his feet with an unexpected crunch - the stick of candy crushed underneath his heel, spoils to no victor. He paid it no mind, goosebumps on mysterious rise. "This is a waste of time. There are more sweets to be found elsewhere, and less energy to be expended at that. Only a fool would sweat away for singular and meager reward."

[lovevalley45]

hate to pit two bad bitches against each other but...

[drksanctuary]

You know what, fuck it. Desi’s your Alabaster: