#I did it ma!

[insom-nom-nom-niatic]

Needed

PROMPT: “I've never needed anyone like I need you.”

CHARACTERS: Troy Otto x Female Reader

WARNINGS: Mentions of blood/gore, nightmares, slight fluff

Wiping the blood and sweat from her face with a wet rag, Y/N looked back at herself in the mirror. Her lips pulled to the side as she tried to remember the old herself before the world fell to chaos and all shit hit the fan. She was innocent once… more innocent than now at least, 

Now, she finds joy in the feeling of wiping blood and decaying matter off of  the dagger she stole of the dead a year back. 

A figure leans on the door frame behind her, his silhouette outlining her own in the reflection. A towel flew past her side, landing in a pile on the floor with her own, both a mess of browns and reds. The figure closed the distance between them. His hands, large and calloused wrap around her middle while his chin nooks into the hollow at the side of her neck. 

The face she was making previously shifts into a grin. 

“You and the boys could have dealt with that group easily, you didn't need me.” She spoke in a hushed tone, knowing the sun was nearly risen and the neighbors on the opposite side of the wall deserved a few hours of rest. The man, Troy, snuggled his chin against her further. The stubble of his slow growing beard rubbing harshly on the sensitive spot on her skin, his lips dry but always beckoning curl against her hairline. 

“I've never needed anyone like I need you.” his low grumble vibrated through her body, his arms pulling her backwards into his chest while his eyes fluttered closed beginning to sway them both to bed. His stepping was groggy, almost sending them both into the side of the large wooden dresser. “And right now, I need you in bed so I can sleep.”

“With limited nightmares?” She giggled into his hair, wrapping her fingers in the strands of curls as his bottom half hit the mattress.

“With limited nightmares.” His face melted into her chest, now at eye level, and his grin grew at her comment. Not that she was lying, they both knew he had a habit of tired nights of tossing and turning from the demons in his skull, but that was always his excuse to get close to her. 

Troy wasn’t the greatest at sharing his desires romantically, so he would make up reasons to have her stay the night at the beginning of their relationship. Even now that he knows she won’t be leaving his side, he has the same habit… just different needs.

[briseise]

his silly rabbit <33

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

Obviously we have to wait for the video to know the story, but for anyone who’s studied any kind of social history/psychology/sociology/etc. And knows a little about the diagnosis of hysteria, Victorian mores, the use of lobotomies/shock therapy/etc to treat women who failed to live up to patriarchal ideals and the minimizing of women’s physical and mental health issues historically in the medical and psychiatric fields plus the old Hollywood of it all… the imagery is Telling The Story. I am fucking SEATED.

[wolfythewitch]

end of odyssey penelope design,,, and a little reunion doodle

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 100

“What are you, a Kent?” 

It’s a saying in the world of the supernatural. A well-known one even. See, several, many generations back, no one quite knows when, the Kent family managed to run afoul of a particularly nasty creature who laid a curse upon them. The original wording, no one quite knows either, but the gist, everyone is aware of. For no firstborns will be born to them before they already have one. 

It was supposed to be airtight in a way, a curse that would end the entire bloodline really. For a child to exist before they could have a child? How could that be? 

Well. That curse had… backfired. It had backfired massively. Most, at least back when blood was everything, didn’t exactly ponder things like adoption to those outside of their own bloodline. The Kents however, lived in a very simple village, one that had disease spread through it often back then, leaving families childless and children parentless. 

What were they to do but take them in? And so they had a son, many sons and daughters even, before their firstborn. Now of course, most would simply dismiss it afterwards. After all, that was the end of the story, isn’t it? 

Well, no. See, the curse was a family-line curse, a just in case perhaps, that meant that each generation could not have any children until they had children. Perhaps it should have ended there, but well. It didn’t. 

Kents are a strange breed in the world of the supernatural, known for having a… bit of an adoption problem. If any child or babe were to be left near their land, one can be assured the family line would take them in as their own. 

Fae, demon, human, changeling, satyr, cyclops, half-breeds, werewolf- it didn’t matter. A Kent would gladly pick the child up and raise it as their own. And now, they could add aliens to that long, long list in the family line. 

And really, perhaps with this context, is it really surprising that when one Clark Kent, said alien, opens his door to a basket on his doorstep holding a trio of godlings, he takes them in with no questions asked? 

[cyanide-sippy-cup]

Do you see my vision

[pop-squeak]

me, starting dungeon meshi: aw, this is such a cute goofy anime! i can totally watch this in public!

the exact scene going on when my sister walked into the room:

[sinematically]

watched avatar 2 with my mom yesterday and her review was “not enough violence, Jake should have listened to his wife” and yeah I agree mom.

[elviradreaminess]

Marinette on Zoom class 💕

A cute and funny illustration of Marinette crushing over Adrien during a Zoom class!

I made this quick drawing at the beginning of the pandemic when online classes were such a common thing for everyone, so this idea came up right away back then.

[sparklepocalypse]

The insanely talented @marz-rm created some absolutely gorgeous coloring sheets for Patreon subscribers before Christmas, which means I got the chance to color! Not posting the original per the artist’s wishes, but this was entirely too fun to do (once I knew what heck I was doing in Procreate).

[metukika]

2 children forced to playdate at a party their parents attended 38 injured 6 dead 0 dumpsters emptied

[quotidianish]

Mom-mercs! Ma, mama, maw, and mum.

[prismaticpichu]

I’m looking at YOU, awesome fandom!

Thx for giving this bullet hole-riddled game so much lore and love <33

[azmaarts]

Whatchu gonna do? Stab me? :D

You: Why are there two different dates on this single comic?

Me: Hehe... Draw at 11:00PM on 11/2, then finish at 2:00AM on 11/3. :D

Edit: Eyo? 69 notes? *wiggles eyebrows intensively* :3

Edit: Oof and YAY! *Inserts megamind meme* No more 69? :/

[charmac]

I do not think I'll ever get over how heavy handed the Inflates set decor was

[whoisnotmyname]

Ursa Hawke and Isabela on the red carpet for @storybookhawke 's da met gala !

They used the evening to see who could get the closest to lingerie while still be on theme. Clearly they took too long deciding who was the horniest won and missed the gala