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[gomzdrawfr]

Hey, you! Yeah, you. I heard you ordered some ethical bullying? Take this!

P.S: Write the thing, it'll be awesome no matter what.

Heck AAAAA *gets squished*

[cod-dump]

*getting tortured*

Interrogator: "who do you work for? What were you looking for?"

Ghost: *tied up* "your mum"

Interrogator: Start talking or we start cutting Ghost: Hm, impatient? Eager to get through the layers? *laughs* You're so desperate Interrogator: *frustrated scream* Ghost: Sound like your mum. Loud and impatient Interrogator: YOU- *gets dragged out of the room kicking* Ghost: No wait, come back! I have shit to say about your old man! He's a bigger whore than your mum! *cue distant screaming* (later) Price after watching the interrogation footage: Simon what the fuck Ghost: I'm allowed to have fun, even on the job

[joltrify]

I'd kill for more ben 10 alien disabilities <3 i think pesky dust would look great in your style.

She's Watermelon Flavored~

(I threw in the Orthopeterran dev. sketch I made before I conceptualized the disability aid for the girlie since I didn't want it to go to waste ;w;)

[sordidmusings]

do you think mihawk would go through the 7 stages of grief when he catches feelings for someone or would he be a self-aware king and just shrug and accept it?

On a scale from One to Death, how pained is Mihawk about falling in love?

Pairing: Mihawk x GN Reader

Form this took: non-bulleted headcanon!

Word Count: ~730

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Mihawk actually continually creates new stages of grief in his unmoving stance to Pretend Everything’s Fine.

He’s not in love with you, he just has every bit of info on your likes, dislikes, and stories tucked away in his memory for convenience. He didn’t even consciously decide to do that actually. It’s just a fluke or maybe it was because it’s all such easy info to remember; it’s certainly not because all that information has special importance. It’s most definitely not because you look at him with such joy and gratitude every time you realize that he’s remembered something about you. Nor is it how beautifully his heart aches when your face glows with appreciation and affection for him.

He’s helping you out because your skills are disappointing, not because he sees you as a being of boundless potential. It has nothing to do with the pride he finds in each stride you make, whether by his guiding or your own breakthroughs. Nothing at all to do with how, day by day, he finds it more precious to watch you grow than the beloved gardens surrounding his castle.

His restlessness and temper when you’re gone are only because he has to take over all the tasks you do at the castle. Of course he’s not happy having unnecessary things out back on his plate, it was so much better being able to hand off half of those so he has time for the things that are important. Like swordsmanship and your shared hours to end each day. He doesn’t miss you bugging him all of the time; he can take care of himself without your drop ins to bring him water and snacks, or calls that dinner’s ready, or excited recommendations for books he always ends up enjoying, or observations on all the inane things around you (he obviously sees everything and it’s not better sharing them and a present existence with you, nope), or the rare occasions you speak your worry for his dour and lonely life that cut right to the heart of him. Those are what he misses the absolute least; he’s used to being called cold and heartless and alone, he doesn’t need you saying it but worse - noticing the heartlessness is unfortunately a lie, that there’s been something raw and painful festering in him for years, kept far from where anyone can touch and exhausting him of life’s pretenses.

He has no hope that you could possibly help fix that (just as much as you’re a balm for that wound, closeness to you rips it wide open).

There will have to be some change to your routine dancing around each other for him to accept his feelings for you and become that self-aware king instead of the willfully-ignorant peasant. This could be a threat of you leaving, likely not in you giving him that ultimatum but in more gradual ways that circumstance usually does. Maybe you begin to get into your head that he’ll never have feelings for you, and in your acceptance of that you begin to seek other hearts to share. Maybe you run from the depths of your own emotions for him, slowly shifting your life to be less and less at the castle, seeking opportunities that will take you to further seas.

Or maybe life does throw you both a much more drastic cause for change - an explosive argument when you seek a new love, or you unloading all your worry for him and fears that he is heartless while he’s frozen stiff, or him knowing the deep fear of not having you in his life in any capacity when your life is almost taken. Regardless of the cause, once he does acknowledge his feelings, he will absolutely act on it. He is a man of drive and dedication after all.

Now Mihawk is a lucky son of a bitch because it is very likely that you don’t know for a fact he has any interest in you until the Cool and Confident stage kicks in. He’d be mortified if you ever found out how desperately he tried to patch the dam in him that barely kept his overflowing interest, affection, and adoration at bay.

I hope you do find out because that needs to be held over his head for the rest of his life and then some 👌🏻

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For my lil milestone celebration here 🤍 come ask!

Thank you for your question anon❣️ the phrasing had me cackling it was too good 💀 I hope you enjoyed!! Sending love and hugs

[adoreddestiny]

Hello! I saw your requests/writing prompts, so I'm asking begging🙏🏻 for a Rafayel short with the dialogue "too bad, you're stuck with me".

Please and thank you ☺️

(This is my first time requesting, so I really hope I did this right)

ೃ⁀➷ POP UP EVENT !! — aurora’s writing corner

— “too bad, you’re stuck with me” x rafayel

“you know,” you say, “for a long time i didn’t think i’d end up falling in love again.”

rafayel pauses, taking a moment from the stars to look down at you. a brief silence and stargazing seemed to recall memories from your mind. you lean against his chest, nestled neatly in his arms.

“that’s a silly thought,” he murmurs.

you don’t read your gaze away from the stars. “you think so?”

“i would have found you no matter what and made you fall in love with me,” rafayel huffs, arms squeezing your body a little tighter.

a tender laugh slips out from you and rafayel wants nothing more than to take it from your lips into his. “it’s the truth,” he says, a familiar pout tugging at his expression.

you look up at him, amusement twinkling like stars in your eyes. “isn’t that what basically happened already?”

he grips you tighter, holding onto you as if you’d float away if he let go. that whiny tone returning as he speaks. “well, too bad, you’re stuck with me now!”

[scrambledlikeeggs]

Could we get a vex JoeHills for the ask game?

Ofc! My vex traits are ones I very rarely show off so very happy to draw this! + his dog catching beach because i've been watching season 7

[arcanegifs]

4, 11, & 29! thank you for all the gifs you make <3

4. A set that flopped but deserved better

This set of Cait because imo I spent WAY too much time coloring the scene, only for it to get around 200 notes lol

11. What is that one set you made that just won’t die

I always see this caitvi + amanda overton set keep getting reblogged! And rightfully so! We stan Amanda biggest caitvi supporter <3

29. Have you ever posted a set, realized you made a mistake later but it was already too late

LMAO yes, it was when PVRIS released Oil and Water and I made a mistake with the lyrics, but I just ended up reposting it

And thank you for the support! Appreciate it <3

Questions for gif-makers.

[deathbyotpin123]

I'm so sorry, I had it off but it's back on now.

3. your favorite piece(s)?

This one is still one of my favorites. I really took the time to do it the best I could and I rarely get so inspired. I want to go back to drawing things like this.

21. what do you think your artstyle would taste like?

I'm not sure but hopefully something sweet but not too sugary. Like apple pie/strudel with walnuts and raisins. A combination of tastes that balance each other. 😊

[skywlker-sluvtt]

omgomg so my brain is so dead rn but anyway ok ok it might be weird??

but i love the idea of being with anakin and you’re so new to sex and know nothing but yk the basic idea but he teaches you everything and basically ruins your innocence but only because he loves you so much that he wants you to be his in every way

i could literally share all my horni thoughts with you it’s so fun

IT'S SO HOT

i have to admit i am also guilty of this certain thought and it would be delicious with anakin. especially if it was um...master ani x padawan. IN A COMPLETELY LEGAL WAY OBVIOUSLY!!!!

he'd be so into slowly corrupting you in small ways because he gets some slightly perverted kick out of it. anakin loves how nervous you are when he sees you naked. and when you slowly spread your legs for him the first time and you blush profusely and he LOVES IT.

i like to think he'd take it super slow to get you more comfortable because he notices your innocence slipping away. he starts slowly by just going down on you n watching you squirm from how good he feels. then he'd wait for you to absolutely beg him for more until he takes your virginity.

and if you were also a pretty inexperienced kisser he'd teach you how to kiss with tongue and makes you suck on his tongue n shit for fun. you feel so dirty and anakin loves making you feel like that. corrupting your sweet mind with his gross mouth. brooo and he'd kiss you on the cheek or forehead with tongue all sloppy and stuff to the point you'd wipe it off all embarrassed he did that in public and he'd have some weird sense of pride making you get flushed in front of others.

anakin would also be drooling if you wore some pretty lingerie during it because he'd have some weird fascination with you looking like a pretty angel while he steals your purity making you forever his. making sure you have that deep connection with him, a bond no one will ever break. he doesn't like to imagine you with another partner so he wants to be your first and last.

and and and!!! the first time you suck his dick he's going FERALLL. like he's grunting and trying to hold back watching your pretty eyes look up and him desperate for praise and approval. IT'S SO GODDAMN SEXY. then he'd wipe your mouth with his thumb and cal you some adorable nickname like 'bunny' or 'angel' etc to affirm how pure you really are to him. "your mouth feels incredible on my cock bunny” “i think you deserve a treat my little angel" while he wipes and cleans your face from his load.

then eventually he'd introduce you to some kinky shit that you LOVE. imagine him wanting to tie you up or something and your SO nervous at first and he's obsessed with how big your eyes are and your pupils are huge watching every move it makes with curiosity. he just wants to fucking ruin you and keep you to himself 😈

THATS ENOUGH NOW! IM SORRY

[chapel-of-rizztual]

little dew? 🙏🙏

cw: age regression, regressed ghouls.

Dew’s off the bus and in Aether’s arms before the bus even came to a stop. He runs straight into him, knowing Aether will catch him, he always does. He jumps into him, wrapping his legs around Aether’s hips and rubs his cheek against Aether’s, a purr already rumbling Through his chest. 

“Missed me, firefly?” Aether hums, rubbing his cheek against Dew’s.

“No.” Dew buries his face into Aether’s neck, nosing along his scent gland, inhaling the rich, sweet plum-like scent he’s missed so much. 

Aether smiles at him, running a hand through Dew’s hair, letting the strands fall through his fingers like water. 

“I missed you too.” He presses a kiss to the side of Dew’s head. “So much, you have no idea.”

Dew feels the edges of his mind start to go fuzzy, the feeling of being safe back in Aether’s arms and the sweet comforting scent of him clouded his brain. 

He pulls away from Aether’s neck.  “A-aeth..!” His voice is slow and thick, a look of panic crosses over his face. 

Aether knows that voice, know that slight wobble and the look on his face. 

“Oh, my baby.” He runs his fingers through Dew’s  hair again. “Are you dropping already?” 

He’d expected Dew to drop at some point during their reunion, although he’d thought it would have happened a little later in the day, but he can’t complain about it, anytime he got to spend with Dew he’ll treasure. 

“I don’t-I’m sorry, Aeth. I ruined it, I’m sorry.” There are tears already welling in his eyes. 

Aether holds Dew closer to him, guiding Dew’s head so it’s resting on his shoulder.  “Oh, babyboy. You haven’t ruined anything, I promise.” 

Dew sniffles into his shoulder.  “But-but I wanted- we could-we.” His words start to slur the longer he goes on. 

Aether turns and heads towards the ghouls den, towards his room. 

“Don’t you worry about that, my darling. You just do what you need to do, I’ve got you. I’ve always got you.” 

Dew hums, all fight drained from his body as he allows that fuzzy feeling to take over his brain. He lets Aether carry him through the abbey, clinging to him as he slips his thumb into his mouth. 

“That’s it, there we go.” Aether kisses the top of his head. “I think there’s a pacifier and a blankie of yours hidden in my room somewhere.” 

“B-blankie?” Dew mumbles around his thumb.

“Yeah that’s right, baby. We’ll get you nice a wrapped up. Nice a snuggly.” 

Dew hums, playing with Aether’s hair, twisting a few stands of hair around his finger. 

Aether makes it back to his room fast and lays Dew down gently on his bed. Dew gives a little wiggle, getting comfy in Aether’s bed sheets. 

Aether rummages around in the bottom of his closet looking for Dew’s collection of little things. He finds the box easily, exactly where he left it last time before Dew went off on tour, and pulls out the things he’ll need. He grimaces a little as he pulls out the blanket, blue with multicoloured fish all over it. That wasn’t Dew’s blanket. 

He hold up the blanket for Dew to see.  “Okay, so, it might not be your blankie but I’m sure Rain won’t mind you using his.” 

Dew eyes it suspiciously before breaking out into a smile around his thumb and making grabby hands towards the blanket. 

“Rainy.” He mumbled.

“Yeah that’s right, it’s Rains.”  Aether feels relief wash over him that Dew didn’t kick off and throw a tantrum over it not being his blanket. He’s very particular with his blankets. 

Aether carefully pulls the clothes Dew has been travelling in off and replaces them with a soft fleece hoodie of his -one without a hood because Dew hates the feeling it touching the back of his neck- and some pyjama pants that once belong to Cumulus. They’re a little big on Dew, but they’re his favourite. 

“Okay, ready to get all wrapped up? Get nice and snuggly in your blankie.” 

Dew doesn’t respond, just suck at his thumb, looking up at Aether with big eyes.

Aether quickly wraps Dew up in the Blanket, pulling his thumb from his mouth and replacing it with his pacifier. He can tell Dew is fighting regressing further, he can see the fight in his eyes and hopes that getting him feeling safe and secure will get him to let go fully. 

Once he has Dew fully swaddled and secure he picks him up so he can sit down on his bed where Dew was just laying. He cradles Dew close to him, making sure to support his head on his arm. Dew let’s out a sigh before the tiniest little purr starts to rumble through his chest, kneading biscuits into the inside of the blanket. 

At some point Dew must have fallen asleep because the next thing he remembers is waking up still in Aether’s arms. His head is still fuzzy, if not even fuzzier now. He lets out a little whine, rubbing his cheeks against Aether’s chest. 

“Oh, hi sleepy boy.” Aether coos down at him, brushing some stray hairs from his face. Dew sucks on the pacifier that’s still in his mouth, looking up at Aether with still sleep heavy eyes. 

“Did you have a good sleep, baby? Was that what you needed, hmm?” Aether knows that Dew won’t respond to him, he’s too little for words right now, but not talking to the little ghoul felt wrong. 

Dew blinks you at him and stifles a yawn around his pacifier, leaning to rest his head back on Aether’s chest. 

Aether chuckles at him, running his thumb on Dew’s chin, wiping away some of the drool that had spilled from Dew’s mouth. 

“Oh yeah, that was a good nap, hmm. You were knocked out for nearly two hours, baby.” 

As expected Dew doesn’t say anything, the only sound coming from him is the sound of him sucking on the pacifier. 

Aether presses a kiss to Dew cheek making the smaller ghoul go crosseyed as he tried to look at Aether when he’s so close to his face. 

“I missed this so much, you know? I missed you so much.” He kisses his cheek again. “My bed feels too big and too cold without my little spitfire taking up all the space and keeping me warm.” 

Aether sends a quick text off the Mountain, the ding of the notification he gets back immediately makes Dew jump.  “Oh, was that too loud for you, babyboy? I’m sorry darling.” 

He flicks his phone on silent, just incase anyone else messages him.  “When you’re big again you can tell me all about your, I can’t wait to hear all your stories.” 

Aether wipes more drool from Dew’s chin, wiping it into his own shirt. “I know you got up to all kinds of mischief.” 

The door to Aether’s bedroom opens and Mountain shyly ducks his way into the room holding a bottle filled with warm milk. 

“Look what Mountain got for you, baby.” Aether gives Dew a gentle nudge and his unfocused eyes skim around the room, setting on Mountain.

Mountain smiles sweetly at him as he takes a seat next to Aether on his bed.  “Hi, little baba.” 

He passes the bottle to Aether who takes it from him and shakes it front of Dew.  “You want this, baby? Want to get your little belly nice and full?”

Mountain removes the pacifier from Dew’s mouth Making the smaller ghoul whine and cry out in destress. Mountain rubs at his cheek with his thumb.  “Oh, babyboy, there’s no need for that. Look what Aether has for you.” 

Dew cries out again, trying to chase Mountain’s thumb into his mouth. Aether taps the rubber nipple against Dew’s bottom lip letting a few drops of milk drip into his mouth. Dew squeaks, opening his mouth wider to allow the rubber into his mouth. 

“There we go, that’s  much better, hmm?” Aether coos him as Dew starts sucking and drinking the milk down. 

Mountain rubs at Dew’s belly through the blanket. “That tasty, little one? I put some honey in it for you, I know you like it a little sweeter.”  Dew sighs out of his nose, letting out a contented hum. 

“Such a good boy, aren’t you? Drink it all down, get your belly all warm and full.” 

Aether tips the bottle back a little further allowing Dew to suckle a little easier. 

Dew hums again, purring in between swallows. He gets just over halfway through before he can feel his eyes dropping, the feeling of his belly getting fuller and fuller with each passing second making his eyes feel heavy. The quiet conversation Aether and Mountain are having over him comforts him even more, their hushed voices making the tiredness in his eyes feel even heavier. He falls back asleep just like that, still sucking at the half finished bottle in his mouth while Mountain and Aether coo and fuss over him. 

[gomzdrawfr]

Gomz, your tags, you're gonna kill me one of these days 😭​❤️​ I love when I see you go through my entire tumblr, I feel honored honestly. Your tags on my snowy NikPrice piece just ended me, you really are too kind ;-; Hope you have an awesome day and find many cool Price at the con <3

I will smoother you with love and affection YA NERD!! *tackles you to the ground and wraps ya with warm blankies*

Idk about finding Price cosplayers (have never seen one irl and frankly I don’t think I ever will but hope is a strong game here) but thank you!! :D have a good night rest too bud

[cod-dump]

I can just see it being Ghost's birthday and Soap asks Price "What should I get Ghost for his birthday?!" And Price immediately responds with "Flowers. He loves flowers. He won't care if they're basically dead. He loves flowers."

Ghost never got flowers. It wasn't a manly gift, boys don't like flowers only girls do.

But Soap still got him flowers.

A beautiful bouquet with different shades of blue with white speckled in. Not a manly gift for a man on his birthday. Ghost would've jumped on believing Soap was mocking him in some way if he didn't know the man so well.

A honest gift, thought out with care. He couldn't have imagined Soap coming up with it easily, Ghost always came off as macho man, peak masculinity. These weren't masculine. They were soft, delicate, something that Ghost was nothing like.

"They're... perfect."

Soap let out a heavy breath in relief, "Oh thank god. I couldn't tell if Cap was being serious."

Ghost let out a laugh and Soap tried to defend himself, "Don't laugh! I'm serious I thought the man was trying to make me look like an idiot!"

"Is that why you wanted to give me these in private?"

"Yes! Rather be verbally abused away from prying eyes. Didn't want to look like a eejit."

"I thought it was rather romantic."

Soap flushed and Ghost took the flowers from him, lowering his mask so he could bury his face in them and smell them. A light fragrance. Sweet, warm, spring. Not overpowering and just utterly perfect.

"Well... do you want your other gift?"

"Other gift?"

"I got you a Halloween knife set just in case I backed out on the flower thing."

"Johnny, if you got me flowers and Halloween themed knives then you're not walking tomorrow."

"... I got you knives."

[mystical-salamander]

Intrigued by They're Coming for you 👀👀👀

Also eel dtiys you say 👀

So I answered what They're Coming for you is about here, but here's another snippet ^^

Don't think about it. Don't think about it.

Those things were downstairs, in the cargo hold, far away from him.

It should be out of sight, out of mind.

He huffed.

They shouldn't be on the ship at all.

Hot fury sparked to life before it was quickly snuffed out by the bitter chill of fear.

And yeah ^^ Hehehe, I might still be working on that Sabine dtiys you did a while ago 👀 I was struggling a bit so I took a break, but I'm gonna try to finish it soon <33

[wikiangela]

In the spirit of positivity, how do you think Buck and Tommy say I love you for the first time? 🥰 Feel free to send this ask to others 💕

tbh I have a few ideas but they're all always similar haha

in my head buck says it first, and it's in a casual, quiet moment, maybe they're just having a quiet evening together, maybe they're cuddling on the couch, or making dinner, or washing dishes or any kind of domestic thing - maybe Tommy does something simple that shouldn't be a big deal, like remembering how buck takes his coffee, or recalling some random fact buck told him and hes so surprised Tommy was paying attention to remember and reference it or smth like that

and he just looks at Tommy and sees his gorgeous scrunchy smile, and hears the way he says "Evan" like it's his favorite word ever, sees the way Tommy looks at him with so much love, he's so sure he feels the same way

and the words just spill out of him, sure and confident, no ounce of doubt, smiling fondly

and then Tommy's smile widens, he crosses the space between them, takes Buck's face in his hands, kisses him sweetly, and says it back

[abbeyofcyn]

Hi there, I love your stuff, I hope you don't mind but I wanted to do an ask the artist

Where are you from?

What's your favorite color?

How long have you been creating art for?

What drives you to make art?

What is your favorite piece of artwork of yours?

What is your favorite fan artwork that was done for you?

What character of yours is your favorite?

If you could go to any fictional world which one would it be?

Do you consider what will please your audience or do you just do your own thing?

What made you want to start your AU?

1. The Netherlands

2. Cyan? Turquoise? Hatsune miku hair?

3. For as long as I remember

4. I don't know, really. Which is hard when you lose whatever that is...

5. Oof I'm pretty happy with anything that has a fully coloured bg haha

6. I love anything anyone draws for me 🥺

7. I have a very old OC named Ayumu....I sometimes still think about him and other oc Melody.

8. Right now paleo pines cause cute dinos....

9. Both

10. Seeing everyone else's amazing AUs making me feel

[scrambledlikeeggs]

Aah the hermit hybrids are so cute!! I’m a big possum hybrid Pearl fan if you wanted to give that one a shot!!

I know I drew her in her season 9 skin but this is giving season 8 Pearl to a T. This might now be my go to when drawing hermitcraft Pearl

very very fun, AAHAHAH I actually love this so much thanks for the request, it was much appreciated!