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[pressureplus]

❤️ Sebastian Solace Cuddling Headcannons❤️

Warnings: N/A

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• Honestly, considering how much of him is covered in scales? This man stays cool.

• Like a pillow that you've just flipped over to the cold side, but he stays that way literally all the time, not cold enough to chill you but definitely not a source of heat of you're already chilly

• All that said he is 100% a cuddler

• He doesn't produce enough heat to warm himself to a comfortable human temperature so that's what you're for : )

• His chilly ass clawed hands will creep up your warm sides and squeeze, already pushing up against you because GOD you are just a cute little toasty thing, aren't you?

• Has probably snuck up on and spooked you with the former bullet point

• If you aren't careful he will just grab you and stick you in his coat so he can have you with him for the day

• Wants to cuddle frequently, even if it's just holding your hand, he'll take what he can get

• Man's starved for any affection, please treat him like he's desirable and not a giant fish creature

• The way he curls up with you under the blankets in his makeshift bed, snuggling in the back room behind his shop that he calls his own, is so loving and sweet when no one's looking

• He's mean and sassy and rude but when you're having the good snuggle time you aren't getting a WORD of it, he needs the good touch and isn't gonna push it

• You only get any of this if he trusts you. A lot.

• He wraps his body around you like a Snek, frequently doing those little tongue flickies

• The ear fins? Wiggling. The fishy tail? Waggling. It's very easy to guess how pleased he is with any amount of affection and attention that you have to give him

•. . . No matter how hard he tries to convince you like five minutes after you're done that he finds you annoying, know that he loves you, it's just hard for him to admit he likes the attention verbally

• Holds you like you're a beautiful ocean treasure and he is the sea monster that guards it ❤️

[jackoffalope-2]

I uh wanted to share something I drew here :P

Yeah

Also it's based off that Ivan the Terrible painting thing

[ad0niscrow]

Shout-out to Resident Lover. Thank you @resident-lover for this masterpiece.

[blackberrydeer]

I love how some characters have a 180 and, like, become totally different from what they used to be, while Joel decided to do a 180 but rolled too much and made a 360.

Joel's entire mind in the first episode:

Joel in the following episodes:

Joel's entire mind in the last episode:

[anyreiart]

Suptober Day One

So I'm trying to attempt doing suptober this year (oh man... why am I doing this to myself) and I hope I can do this in between bangs, work and life! Anyway my plan is to make cute illustration for every prompt, no idea if that works. And without further blabla, here is my attempt one!

[canthavetoomuchchaos]

Not a bad kid

ANGST ANGST ANGST

Set in teenage years.

Darlin + David

I strongly follow the "Darlin and David are siblings" thingy. This is set when both are around 14 ish.

Tw/Cw: mentions of abuse, fear, injuries, brief mentions of dying,

David and Gabe are sleeping, that is until they both hear frantic knocking at the front door.

David is sound asleep, snoozing away under his blanket, his dad in the next room over doing the same. Both are awoken by fast, frantic, and harsh knocking on their front door. David sits up blearily and walks to his door, waiting for his dad to pass him so he can follow.

"David, don't come down until I know who it is alright?" David nods and waits. Gabe opens the door and immediately a person is falling into him. He grips their shoulders, eyes wide as they are frantically begging for his help. Gabe is quick to shut the door.

"David- come down here, get the first aid kit under the kitchen sink, quickly." He's calm, carefully carrying his young pack member to their living room, setting them gently on the couch, ignoring the thought that their blood and the mud is ruining it. They're still crying, clinging to his shoulders, but they're frantically muttering now. The same thing, over and over and over again.

"I'm sorry- 's not my fault- didn't study hard enough- please, please I didn't mean to." Gabe is mortified. They're like this because of a bad grade on something? Or is he hearing wrong? David returns with the first aid kit.

"David, come sit by their head, keep them awake if they start to fall asleep. They may be concussed." David does as his father requested him and sits by their head. Gabe, very gently, starts to peel away their drenched shirt, pulling it up to get a view of their abdomen. Cuts, bruises and scratches, along with long healed scars are all over their skin. He presses into the biggest wound on their side, steadily oozing blood. He barely hears David gag. As he presses against them they let aout a very sharp yelp, he can hear their wolf slightly come through it. He looks up about to apologize, but they look horrified that they even made the sound in the first place.

"'m sorry- I didn't mean to- I was just- please don't hurt me. I didn't mean to growl-" David takes the liberty of trying to soothe them, doing what his dad does to him when he's sick, running his hands along their scalp. They freeze but withing seconds they are leaning into his gentle hand. Gabe continues his work on their wounds.

About fifteen minutes later Gabe is almost finished when David tenses from his quiet, almost one-sided conversation.

"...Dad...Dad you gotta hear this." His face is sombre for a fourteen year old. Gabe frowns and leans towards them.

"can you say that one more time? You mum ked a little there. " David asks them quietly. They frown and speak, this time slightly louder than before, attempting to help him understand.

"...got a c- on a math test. My parents were.....not pleased to say the least. That's why I'm like this. My....dad...chased me here. I don't know if he's still here or not, I don't think he'll try to come inside though.." they're breathy, and tired, but they enunciate perfectly.

Gabe freezes, his mind reeling, their dad did this to them? This child is beaten bruised and bloody because they got one bad grade? For the first time ever in the history of the Shaw wolf pack, there will now be a banishing of a wolf. This child will stay, they aren't safe at home. This actually helps explain a lot of their behaviors, constantly being quiet, keeping away from the other kids, flinching if Asher is just a little too loud. It all makes sense.

"Kid, I know you live with your dad, is there anyone else there besides you and him?" He's cautious, voice a low, gentle timbre. They shake their head.

"just my stepmom, she eggs him on, doesn't help. wont miss me if I die right here, she hates me anyway" Gabe fails to hide his frustrated expression, glad their stable and their eyes are closed as they relax and relish in the safety of his house.

"I'm glad you came to me, kid. You won't have to go back there ever again. I swear on it." His face is set in a tense but gentle expression. He turns to David.

"take them to the guest bedroom, give them some clothes, they may not fit but work with what you've got please. " David nods and gently helps the young wolf. They both pause as Gabe speaks

"your tough kid. Like a tank, stay that way." They nod and continue their way upstairs with David's assistance.

While they are upstairs Gabe grabs his phone and calls his beta (I can't remember Ashers dad's name if it was ever mentioned so here's a random one) Daniel. He picks up quickly and Gabe explains the situation, Daniel is quick to ask if Gabe needs his help. Gabe denies and asks him to please schedule a formal pack meeting for tomorrow afternoon, all wolves required to attend. There's a small yell from upstairs and he's quickly hanging up.

"David? Everything alright up there?" He's on the bottom steps, carefully making his way up. David pops his head out, a small grimacing smile on his face.

"they shifted, their injuries don't seem to have transferred as harshly but they jumped on the bed and I think it hurt a little. They're fine though. I think." Gabe nods and ruffles David's hair.

"let them rest, you can go to sleep, I'm gonna stay in here with them, the door will stay open all night if you need anything." David nods, a small confused frown on his lips.

"why're you staying with them? They'll be sleeping." Gabe smiles at his young son's confusion.

"because if they have a nightmare or wake up randomly, I want them to know where they are and that they're safe. Now go to sleep." David nods and gives his dad a brief hug, leaving to his own room down the hall.

The next morning Gabe is making breakfast as Tank as he has decided to call them, stumbles into the kitchen. They freeze as they realize he's also in the kitchen. Their eyes widen as their bleary, sleep ridden eyes don't comprehend that they're not home.

"I'm sorry, I woke up late, I'll have breakfast done really quick I promise. You don't have to-" they are cut off by Gabe gently laying a hand on their shoulder.

"hey, it's okay, you're not at home anymore kid. You don't have to do anything right now. Go sit on the couch, watch some TV." They hesitate but listen nonetheless. Gabe sighs and continues to make food, not surprised in the slightest that his son is sleeping in.

Later, as Gabe is getting ready for the pack meeting, both kids come up to him, curious. David is the first to speak up as Tank catches their breath, side sore from their wound.

"where are you going dad?" Gabe looks up from his combat boots, his face set. He's mentally preparing for the meeting.

"Got a meeting, scheduled it last night." The kids frown, confused. David, again, speaks up first.

"..can we go?" Gabe hesitates and looks to Tank.

"...will you be okay? You'll stay by me the whole time." They think for a moment, then nod. They haven't spoken since that morning.

"alright, get your shoes on. Let's go." Both kids scramble for their shoes, trying to get them on as fast as possible.

As they arrive to the Den, Gabe reminds both kids to stay close, this is a serious meeting and there wasn't supposed to be kids in the first place. As they walk in, Tank's parents both rush up, fake relief written across both of their faces. Gabe pushes Tank behind him, standing tall. A harsh glare pointed at them. He makes sure that his eyes say all that need to be said. 'you will not touch this child ever again.'

Gabe guides Tank and David to the front of the room. Reminding David to keep a gentle grip on Tank, as their still slightly hurt. He walks up to his podium, clearing his throat and waiting for silence. As the silence falls his eyes land on Tank's dad, specifically his hands, bruised knuckles, cuts here and there along his arms, and a very painful looking wolf bite on his bicep. Tank sure gave a fight before running. He took a breath and started to speak.

"I'm sorry for calling this meeting on such short notice, but it has come to my attention, that some pack members do not seem to grasp what parenting is meant to look like. [Tank's parents] I have the unfortunate duty of dishonorably banishing you from my pack and any Shaw land or property. I want to make this clear to everyone in this pack, I will tolerate a lot. I will never tolerate abuse of any kind." He turns to Tank and beckons them forward, they stand, walking slowly toward him, their face still badly bruised and the cuts now scabbed.

"this is Tank. Your child. You will no longer be allowed near them, nor will you have custody of them. I will take them as my own. You are never to return here, and if I hear that you have, you will be reported to the department. Thank you, goodbye." He dismissed their parents. The two hesitates, then Tank's father lunged, yelling harsh words and horrible names at them. Gabe shifts, a giant wolf now standing over the fallen child, as he snarls, his beta shifts as well, gently using his snout to push the children away, whilst keeping an eye on his Alpha in case he needs assistance. As the father backs down, backing away, he continues to yell things a child should never have directed at them.

Later when they get back to the Shaw house they are laying on the cold kitchen floor, the chill helping soothe the ache in their side. They have a content smile

Safe.

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The end was a little rushed but oh well!! Hope you like it!!

[ponyboysponycake]

The Outsiders pool day hc part 2

Sodapop stays in the pool the entire time. You can hardly get him out at the end of the day and he will not eat unless you promise at lest three time that he can get back in.

Darry is the casual enjoy he likes to kick back and relax.He will play if the gang ask but pool day means relaxing for Darry.

Ponyboy likes playing all the pool games. It's his favorite part. chicken? marco polo? just plain tackling people? He'll do it all.

Johnny is one of those people that says there one for pool games but when it comes down to it he usually chills on the sides. no one knows if he's actually playing or not.

Two-bit is one of those people that splashes people all the time even though they tell him to stop. He annoys everyone he goes with but he always brings the best boze so they don't complain.

Dally only comes to show off and if he's there for any other reason he always looks amazing and it drives everyone insane.

Steve is exactly the same as ponyboy and it is amazing to watch when them play chicken together.

[tygin-ant]

You know what? Screw posting only "good" art that people will like! I'm going to be mainly posting art of my yet to be made comic character blorbo that only I and like- 4 other people care about

The blorbo in question :>

Don't mind me! Just shoving Mochi into the spotlight finally

Might infodump about their story (Dreams of Another Me) in a later post

[azaenya]

Disability is a Spectrum

A little half-vent piece about how my disability can feel.

There's always a misconception about disabilities, especially invisible ones. Some days, I can walk perfectly fine without a need for a cane. Other days, I crash to the ground like a puppet with their strings cut, which makes Sandrone an apt self-insert.

Doctors, at least the ones in the US, are the worst people to have these misconceptions. If you're disabled, but having a good day, on your disability check-up, you might as well be fucking yourself over, because they'll see your good day and decide you don't need help anymore, or something akin to that. They'll happily take your money though.

A friend of mine has to wear themselves down to prove they're disabled, then they're out for the week recovering. Luckily they have a support system.

A while back when I was ignorant to the inherent injustices of our medical system, I personally tried to get my disabilities checked out, but all that they said was I was "high-functioning". The doctor/psychiatrist never really spoke to me, he just talked at me, you know, the girl that loses speech sometimes. But because I couldn't express myself well, I got a misdiagnosis, which has been fucking my life currently.

Bah, it's a fuckin mess.

Whatever, I'm done now. I do hope you enjoyed the art

[imasillygooose]

Here's your daily picture of Jon Matteson

He looks so distressed??? Somebody help him?????

[gatorpond]

2024 is trying to kill me and i'm so fucking tired of being beaten into the dirt.

my car won't shift into gear. mechanic appt on the 15th. can't afford it but don't know what else to do. looking into short term loans in case i need a new transmission.

ko-fi link

this is my lifeline. it's my only stability. i know i keep asking for help and i'm sorry.

i'll post a video showing proof of the problem later. right now i'm too tired. i'm just working as much as i can so i can take more comms asap since delivery driving is no longer an option for the time being.

i am physically disabled, traumatized beyond belief at this point, having cptsd/poverty flashbacks daily, can't sleep, can't eat, & i'm the only money-maker in my home right now. my partner had a job "hire" her then not send her any actual work so they're not paying her. i have lost 2 family members since may, i have 3 more likely losing battles with cancer within the next ~6 months, on top of everything else. i haven't had a chance to catch my breath at all. govt assistance denied mult times now.

i don't know. i just don't know what to do. i'll be working, i guess. it's all i can do at this point.

i'm sorry. thank y'all.

[silvertherogue715]

Fanfic brainrot been hitting too hard lately. Doodle to give my brain a break.

Made Sun from @anangelcalledinquisitor's FNAF fic A Love Most Monstrous. Mostly based the drawing on pre-existing fanart of him, with a few tweaks. There's a criminal lack of fanart for this fic :") It's very cute so far.

[ayyybee]

What if part of the reason Shigaraki admires Aizawa so much is because with Aizawa's quirk Shigaraki would finally be able to touch people normally.

[blackberrydeer]

[justaweebitunhinged]

Quick sketch of GLaDOS from the wakeup sequence in Portal 2.

I've decided I'm just gonna be using this account as a way to document my progress rather than trying to get notes/followers. There's already a ton of really skilled artist on Tumblr who I definitely cannot compete with, so I'll just have to come to peace with that.

[arieswhite]

cute.