#THANK YOU SO MUH

[greatprotector-if]

y. ye,e… . .. . y. HOW DID DI. EXCUSE ME? THANM YOu? I;M GOING INSANE OH MY GOD????????? ARTIST ANON STRIKES AGAIN I FALL TO MY KNEES AND POUND MY FISTS AGAISNT THE FLOOR

THE JEWELRY AGHGHGHGHGHGH IT LOOKS SO AMAZING bro u cannot do this to me bro. bro u have to be joking. THE LIGHTING WHAT HE LOOKS SO GOOD WTF WTF WTF anon are hou trying to kill me THSNK YOU SO VERY MUCH YOU. I AM SO GRATEFUL. THAT YOU WOULD DRAW SO MUCH? OF MY CHARACTERS? IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW EVERYONE PLEASE COME LOOK AND STARE AT THIS FOR A  VERY LONG TIME WITH ME

[melissa-titanium]

h my go id my ifemy MyBeautiufl Wife H THE FUCKING . im frever obsessed with the like. way she tilts her head when duplicating the knives God she so prety. mygorgoeus wie She can stab me 1 Milion time 💛 I LOVE THEEEEEEEEEESE Reminfs me i need to post my md gifs i have 1 bilion of them .GOD SHES SO COOL her drip is immaculate forever and lever. minecraft lever (pushes it down and oepns the door to my doll shrine))

the prom episode is so gif-able okay. episode 3 gifs part 1/?

obligatory @melissa-titanium tag bc doll content

[godisasimp]

New planet in HSR is a Hi3rd reference, ah shit you know what that means : MISS-TAGGING FOR ANOTHER YEAR!!!!!

[futzfuck]

I find it so fucking hilarious that lily orchard calls people bigots for saying her content is bad when the content itself HEAVILY evokes that era of edgy “anti-SJW” criticism. Like i was watching her content and mf E;R at the same time. Like, they guy who defined gender as “what your brain believes your sex is”.

Now, im not gonna claim that lily is a bigot just because her content reminds me of a different edgy youtuber (shes a bigot bc she misgenders ppl she doesn’t like and uses more slurs than a drunk sailor), but i grew out of both of their content for the same reason: it’s boring and i never feel like i learn anything. Like i love the YMS Lion King live action review bc bro does his research and i learn more about how film works as a result, as well as music. He can get angry and frustrated at the work itself but the layers of why its bad are always explained in a way that’s inherently informative. Shit like lily orchard and E;R feel more like a public stoning than any kind of dissection or critique. Its blunt and unrefined, and the only thing i take from it is that you don’t like this piece of media, so its bad? But if you point out that the critiques are shallow you’re suddenly a bigot or “triggered”. As someone who writes and makes art themselves i don’t find that compelling at all, nor do i think that content should be revered. I often rewatch reviews from people like YMS, Hbomberguy, Lindsey Ellis, Folding Ideas, etc. because they hold up well and i love relearning or relistening to the narrative of their criticism. I tried to rewatch stuff from Lily when i was 15 and quit halfway through. Even short clips i see of her content now make me more and more proud of 15 year old me for realizing, even if only bc it was boring to me at the time, that her content just wasn’t for me. Im glad i was able to find media criticism that taught me more about stories and makes my own writing stronger for it.

[vypridae]

gifting you actual fyodors this time :)

THE WAYH I FCKGIN SMILED OHJ UMYOGD THANK YOU SODA

(WHERES THAT FIRST ONE FROM 1!??!??! IVE NEVER SEEN THAT PANEL EVER HE LOOSKS SO CVUTE IHOGMH YORD)

[fizzarollitm]

Has Fizz ever considered prosthetics for his horns? | Anonymous

[ So I would actually consider his cap n' bells his prosthetic for his horns! I think actual prosthetics for horns are hard to do/kind of dangerous (They don't regrow so any daily wear or weight that changes the stump is permanent) so a soft cover is preferable.

In my headcanon for Imp horns, they're keratin based but have a quick like a cat's claw with blood & nerves @ the base. As you get closer to it there's more sensitivity so any added weight/pressure would be purely cosmetic with chance damage to the horn long term. +For Fizz it seemed like his horns cauterized during the fire so if he needed an anchor it would be more damage- not ideal.

Now has he thought fuck my horn health on worst body dysmorphia days? And even asked Ozzie "jokingly" if he would prefer he had "real" horns? Whew. His horns are where his worst dysmorphia lies and I would not be surprised if there (heavily side eyed) threads on Fizzy message boards talking about the hat. But usually some time and a break and a support system help curve that. ]

[harrysmaison]

my confession is i that i don't think you know how cool you are and i hope someday, someone tells you how amazing and wonderful and brilliant you are to your face and then kisses you. thanks.

oh my gosh how long ago was this sent and why am I just seeing this I'm so so sorry anon 🥺🥺 this is such a sweet message. Thankyou for saying all that you're such a nice person ❤️‍🩹

[storiesbreathed]

she shouldn't be here. even before leaving, there is part of cyriel who knew this. should anyone see beyond her mask or saw just how much of a state of disrepair her cane was, or worse, recognize her from the shop or worst, the streets where she often hid and took what the rich fucks of the town or visiting did not really need but she did. this place, this gathering, though would be a motherlode should she manage to slip some jewlery off of nobles. further, and she would not even admit this to herself, she wanted to see just what these kinds of things were like- her gown was something she had made herself, borrowing the finest fabric she could from the curtains hanging in her room and one of her own fine gowns and the thread from lathra to make it look finer than it was- and though is still looks slightly less than the others here, but it's the fine and vibrant scarlet color that sells it, she hopes-

that and the golden mask she had stolen off a vendor when she had talked herself into attending this morning.

even so, cyriel had been caught off guard when she had been approached, almost struck speechless truthfully. she had expected to be invisible, to be able to hug the sidelines as she took in the sight, but this half-elf had other plans and asked her to join him on the dance floor...

her feet tremble a bit without the support of her cane and from inexperience and she is letting him lead, trying to follow but she finds it oddly... fun. relaxing even, and her curiosity about this noble grows with every step.

" you know... i have never d-" she corrects herself with a hum. a force laugh, eyes closing as she tries to focus back in. she has her part to play. " it has been some time since i have danced, be it in lessons or at an event like this." she looks back up at the masked figure. " do you enjoy dancing? "

crown of midnight. cyriel dances with vax, @orphicflames at a masquerade.

[pierisim]

Hello hello! Last minute before the end of september but the set is finally here!

It comes with 16 new items !

2 bedframes

2 wardrobes

1 dresser

1 nightstand

1 table lamp

1 alarm clock

1 decorative letter box

1 painting

1 vintage racket

1 pair of sleepers

4 new wallpapers

The wallpapers are made for th enex directX 11 so you may not encounter any issues with them!

Thank you all for your very much appreciated patience while I'm not able to deliver as muh as content 💚.

You can find the items by searching for ABIGAIL or Pierisim in game.

Some items share the same textures so make sure to have the packages finishing by "texture" in your mod folder :)

All base game compatible.

unmerged and merged version available.

public release 31 of October

DOWNLOAD (early access)

[girl-in-the-chairs-void]

tumblr moots have been a found family to me and absolutely love them so so much.

[blaithnne]

OH MY GOD THIS IS INCREDIBLE ASKJBHDIOFSUBHDJIODSFD?? THIS IS SO THEM. AND THEIR FUCKING FACES??? HELP??

This has got to be the most bizarre thing I’ve drawn so far. Happy pride I guess

The OCs pictured in this comic are:

Red - Lauren, by @blaithnne

Blue - Arwen, by @airborneice

Green - Meiri, by me

Transcription:

Meiri: Hey, Au. Arwen and I were wondering. You’re, like, one of us… Right?

Lauren: Oh, hell yeah!

Meiri: HA! I always knew there was a reason you got me so well

[umbrellajam]

de-aged baby Tim but it happens during Prodigal when he and Dick still barely know each other and are supposed to be holding down the fort in Gotham by themselves and also Dick's life is already in extreme early 20s shambles

Dick!Bats:

Baby Robin!Tim (with oversized domino falling off his face): (burbles) Dbbb? BUH-MUH-MUH.

Dick!Bats:

Dick!Bats: nope nope nope nope NOPE

Huntress (rolling up warily): hey...Batman. what was that lightshow - oh, that is a baby.

Baby Robin!Tim (waving his hands delightedly): He-ba-ba!

Huntress: ...Heb-- wait a minute, is that Robin's uni--

Dick!Bats (bundling Tim and the Robin uniform into his own Bat cape and using his best Bat growl): the situation is under control, move along. (sweeps away)

---

Dick: (reading the manual to the new Batmobile to try and activate the baby carseat configuration that has to be in here somewhere, please god)

Tim: (yanks on the end of Dick's ponytail and sticks it in his mouth)

---

Dick: (standing in front of Drake Manor gearing up to hand baby Tim over to his actual family, thank fuck this will no longer be his problem--)

Dick: (remembers (a) Jack Drake is still in a wheelchair and (b) Tim laughingly telling him the funny family story of how Janet left Jack in charge of Tim for one (1) girls night when he was a year old and came back to diaper rash because he hadn't been changed in six hours, haha Dad was so embarrassed, like "so by every two hours you meant every--??")

Dick: y'know what I've helped babysit Lian how hard can this be

---

Dick (with formula in his hair, spit-up all over his shirt, juggling a red-faced wailing Tim and a corded phone held between his shoulder and his ear): ROY. ROY MAYDAY.

[mercyk1ll3r]

Cozy ༉‧₊˚.

Pairing; Ticci toby x fem!reader

Summary; a relaxing weekend at your cabin with toby, with some extra stress relief on the couch in front of the warm fire.

Warnings; SMUT, fluff, oral (f!receiving), mommy kink, sub!toby, softdom!reader, fingering (f!receiving), lowercase intended.

Wc; 1.1k+

a/n; this fic is lightly inspired by @rainrot4me's fic refuge for two go read it seriously everything she writes is amazing.

this is exactly what you needed, what you've been needing all year. just a break for your stressful life in the bustling city, you couldn't imagine a better way to use your vacation days then in your secluded cabin in the mountains. no service, no responsibilities, just you and your perfect boyfriend.

gentle hands rested on your shoulders, stunning you out of your book induced trance. "i muh-made us hot chocolate baby." "aw, thank you." you smile warmly over you shoulder before starting to stand from your cozy place on the couch, covered in a mountain of blankets.

"n-no, no, stay there i'll buh-bring it to you" he pushes your shoulders back down onto the back of the couch, before walking over to the counter. you sigh with contentedness running your fingers through the soft blanket, a light smile tugging at your lips, this is so perfect.

he returns to the couch, handing you your hot chocolate before sipping his own. "thank you toby." he just smiles setting his mug down on the coffee table before resting his head down in your lap, nuzzling his face into the blanket and wrapping his arms around your waist.

on instinct you bring your hands down to his head and start gently petting his hair, "i love you baby." you mutter smiling down at him. you part your legs as he sits up, his eyes meeting yours with a flushed expression, mouth slightly agape as he leans in to kiss you.

your hands are still in his hair as he grips onto your clothes, the kiss slowly becoming more desperate, his hands gripping onto your neck then your waist. sending the buzzing feeling down your spine that you felt every time he kissed you.

toby made you feel like a teenager again, simple kisses and brief touches make you so weak. so in love and filled with adoration for him.

you slide down onto your back, toby resting atop you. continuing to gently slide his tongue through your mouth then sucking your lip as he lets out a small whimper. he was getting impatient.

you've been trying to teach him manners but he always lets his dick cloud his judgement. "p-please, please, i need it." he breaths out as his hands start pathetically tugging at your pants in a futile attempt to remove them, distracted with kissing your neck.

you want to scold him for being impatient, but the feeling of his hot breath on your neck and his desperate pleas make you realize you need it just as much as he does.

"okay baby, you've been good so i'll let you tonight." you breath out as you bring your hand down to swat away his that's been fiddling with the tie on your pajama pants for the last couple minutes. tugging it loose as he sits up, he may be a needy mess but he knows better then to try to start without permission.

just like you taught him he stays put and keeps his hands to himself, you slide your pajama pants down discarding them on the floor as you returned to your place on the couch.

you lift your legs up, resting your knees on toby's lap. he's clearly aching to touch you, his bulge is evident and his ticcing becomes more erratic as his eyes flicker from your face to your clothed cunt.

keeping your eyes locked on his face you bring a finger up to his mouth, "open." you instruct him, "suck." he keeps a pained look as you pull your finger away. you return to resting your back down on the couch, holding steady eye contact while slipping your wet fingers into your panties.

rubbing small circles as he continues to fidget, eyes continue flickering everywhere on your body. his neck jerking to the side as he begs "please muh-mommy. please. let me touch you." you suck in a harsh breath as he pleads, your fingers still playing with your clit.

"fine, you-you've done.. good. so good for me toby." your eyes clench shut as he immediately brings his face down to your cunt. "thank you-thank you, so much mommy." he wastes no time bringing his hands up to your thighs ripping your panties off, discarding them on the floor before his head is back down between your legs.

"go ahead and taste me toby, i know you need it." you say as you bring your hand down to his hair pushing his face further into your cunt. he lets out a pathetic whine as you grip his hair harder, instantly diving into you cunt.

the instant his mouth is on your pussy he's sucking and licking like his life depends on it, you can't help but whine and let small praises fall from your mouth at the assault.

his hands raise to grip your thighs harshly, lapping up your pussy before frantically sucking and licking your clit. it seems more then anything else he was just so desperate to taste you.

one of his hands releases the death grip on your thigh bringing it down as he rubs two fingers over your entrance, poking and prodding for only a moment before shoving them inside. a choked moan escapes you, your thighs gripping his head firmly.

you can feel a devastating orgasm coming up, the combination of his relentless assault on you poor clit and his fingers rubbing right against your sweet spot, have your thighs shaking and hands looking for anything to grab onto as heat blooms from your cunt.

"f-fuck-kk toby, mfhh.. keep going like that baby-fuck-i'm gonna cum.." the sound dies in your throat as you clench your thighs around him harshly, your release finally washing over you.

he whines loudly into your cunt, frantically sucking and massaging your insides while you twitch and shake on his tongue.

Fuck.

you pant as he slows his efforts down, now just gently running his tongue in and out of your soaked entrance, making sure to clean up his mess.

"oh-okay, toh-..toby enough." you breath out gently stroking his hair, he raises from his spot between your legs and climbs up on top of you, your legs parting to accommodate him. wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his face into your neck.

you're legs are still gently shaking as you embrace him, basking in the aftermath of your orgasm. you can smell his shampoo and his weight on top of you is just so comforting, you whisper praises and quiet 'i love you' s as you start to drift off before you finally feel something.

you realize you've neglected your sweet boy.

a/n; toby is so cute in this omfg. this already has a pt2 draft which i'll release either sometime this month or after kinkmas idk we'll have to see.

[jesuistrestriste]

Thinking about erectile dysfunction Art. Thinking about Tashi and Art reuniting with Patrick and you in adulthood. They have their first sexual encounter, Art is hard instantly. Tashi can’t even be mad honestly she’s practically grinning, but she also can’t help but tease him about it either. She’s hovering over him “aww you’re such a slut you need three people to get you off”, he cums faster than he ever has the entire time they’ve been together. Patrick’s having the time of his life with this and the three of them are each waiting for their chance to strike like vipers. Art has a different problem now, he can’t stay soft around them poor baby :(

ughh yeah— you + tashi + pat all crowding around poor artie on the bed and cooing down at him as his cock starts to swell for the first time in forever:/

one thing leads to another, and then you’re feverishly bouncing on his length and squeezing around it, while tashi’s fingertips tease his pretty pink nipples and pat licks at his neck’s pulse point

“i can’t believe it took three different people to get your shy cock all excited.. what a greedy boy…”

“oh? don’t need that little blue pill anymore ‘cause of us? what a slut, baby..!”

“feels so good, doesn’t it? throbbing inside while your weak spots get abused?”

“is your pathetic cock gonna let out a big load to make up for all of the times you couldn’t get it up? hmm? what do you think?”

and art’s vision just whites out completely—his pelvis bucking up into you uncontrollably and his hands grasping at the sheets while he sobs.

he’s hit with the hardest orgasm he’s had in years, all thanks to you guys. it’s so intense, in fact, that he gets lightheaded and tears start to spill down his cheeks as he reaches out for all of you. he’s whimpering and writhing against the pleasure that’s pulling him under the surface of coherency. it’s so cute.

slurring out things like—

“s-so muh-much.. can’t.. hngh.. s-so sensitive..”

—

goodbye, erectile dysfunction !

hello, constant boners ! !

[junekacey]

OH MY GO?1?1?1?1?1?1? I LIVE THIS SO MYCH WHAT THE HELL YPU GUYS HAVE SUCH AMAZING ARTSTYLES HOLY SHIT THANK YOU AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AHAIN EEEEEEE

Gift art for @kacedar

[backseatsoldier]

Home for the Holiday

Pairing: Johnny "Soap" MacTavish x Reader/You CW: Mispronunciation of Gaelic words; CUTE MUH-FEKKIN' FLUFF! Author's Note: Happy holidays to ME- and all of you! Thank you for reading and engaging. I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season <3

For Christmas I decided to send myself "home". As in Scotland, the place I'd never been but that I was always drawn to. It always felt like home, so why not treat myself for the holidays, you know?

Somehow, my gift to myself led me to Fiona - the owner of the bed and breakfast I'm staying at - inviting me to her White Elephant party. I suppose the theme of the party helps. I don't know anybody attending so I just need to get a silly gift to (hopefully) make people laugh. Everything was fine and going smoothly... until now.

"Shit! I'm so sorry!"

I'm now on my knees on a snow-covered sidewalk and trying to scoop up my White Elephant gift after running directly into...

"Alright, lass?"

Fuck me... he's a local.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm ok," I assure him and I reach for the goofy gift.

"Is this... a..."

Before he can finish his question, I'm desperately shoving the joke gift - a Highland Cow tail butt plug with a pretty Christmas bow attached to the end - back in the bag. Why couldn't it have been in a discreet box?!

"It's for a White Elephant party," I say quickly once it's back in the bag.

Finally, I look up.

Oh, he's... painfully pretty. That just makes this worse.

"What about this guy?" he asks with a lopsided smile as he holds out the Highland cow plushie I bought myself.

"He's... for me," I say quietly and gently take the plushie back, tucking him into the top of the bag.

"Got a theme going there, lass," he chuckles.

"Figured... it might make my life a bit easier to stick to some kind of theme, y'know?" I offer softly and stand, hugging the bag to my chest.

"You sure you're alright? Didn't hurt yourself or the coo when you fell? And I'm sorry too. I wasn't paying attention."

I shake my head quickly.

"No, no I'm ok. So is the, uh, cow," I tell reassure him with a small smile and brush some snow off the cow's fuzzy head. "I should, um, get going. I'm sorry, again. And... nollag kridel."

"Nollaig Chridheil, lass," he chuckles knowingly.

"Oh my god," I whisper as my head falls and my eyes go wide. I didn't even pronounce it correctly! Without another word, I turn quickly and fast-walk away.

"You made it!" Fiona exclaims and throws her arms around my shoulders. "Get in here," she says as she pulls me into her house. It's literally just a private entrance to the bed and breakfast.

Within a few moments I'm in the building, my (wrapped) gift is under Fiona's tree, and a cute elf hat has been placed on my head. Fiona gently sets me on the couch next to- oh, no. Nonononono-

"Oh, so you're the surprise guest Fi was raving about," Painfully Pretty laughs loudly as I beg whatever higher power for a black hole to swallow me up.

"Yeah," I give an awkward laugh, "that's me. I guess."

"You two know each other?" Fiona says as she hands me a hot chocolate.

"We bumped into each other yesterday in town. And the Highland coo," he chuckles.

I should have wrapped the cow. I should have wrapped the cow. I should have-

"Oh, that adorable plushie you walked in with? I was wondering where you got 'im. Cute little Christmas sweater and all," Fiona laughs - very similarly to Painfully Pretty.

Conversation shifts off of me and to other guests who are still arriving by the minute. Soon enough, Fiona's living room is packed full of people and one dog. His name is Riley and we made fast friends. I, admittedly, have been hiding in the corner hanging out with him most of the party so far.

"Time for gifts! Johnny, help me get these piled in the center of the room," Fiona demands of Painfully Pretty. Apparently his name is Johnny.

Once all of the gifts are piled where Fiona wants them, we all migrate to the surrounding furniture. She gives us the rundown for how the gift exhcange works and we all begin drawing numbers from a Santa hat. When it's my turn, I grab a random gift and begin opening it.

It's a... Highland cow in a holiday dress and crown.

"Aw! Now your other guy's got a friend," Fiona announces excitedly.

I smile softly at the plushie and smooth out her dress.

"Yeah, I guess he does," I agree and smile at her.

"You should name them," Johnny suggests with a soft look in his eyes.

"I think I will," I nod and smile at him.

When the exchanges comes to an end, Johnny lingers in the living room with me.

"I was hoping you'd be the one to choose her," he says quietly. "Was worried she would be chosen and unappreciated until Fiona dragged you in here."

"You... brought her?" I ask, looking up from the plushie in question.

Johnny nods with a gentle smile.

"Glad the lad won't be lonely this Christmas. It was nice to meet you, officially," he says softly, lopsided smile lighting up his face.

"It was nice to meet you too, Johnny. Thank you for Christy." With a small smile, I hold up the plushie and tap it's nose to the end of his.

"Nollaig Chridheil."

"Yeah, I'm not trying to say that again," I insist with a giggle.

He laughs loudly.

"Why not? It was so cute when you said it last time."

I can feel my face warm at his words and his smirk.

This year's Christmas gift to me might turn out better than I originally expected.

Scottish Gaelic Translations (per Google Translate, apologies if incorrect!)

Nollaig Chridheil - Merry Christmas

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