#THIS LITTLE ITCH

[adaki]

Wanted to try drawing something a little ornate, I think they’d make each other worse

[ryllen]

they would only teach yuu long range weapon for safety, (✨rook would be so proud✨) but imagine if lilia cut his magearm a bit shorter to create a few arrow heads for you, and the thought of yuu having weapon that would work with the help of everyone's magic is such a nice thought

then much later, it became his thing to fuse his magic to the weapon for you

[tertain-the-original]

Twilight Sparkle and Spike!

[awearywritersworld]

mdni

prisoner!toji x prison doctor!reader, anyone?

the first time you meet him, it's because he busts his knuckles so badly in a fight that he needs stitches.

"had i known there was such a pretty little thing hiding back here, i'd have done this a lot sooner."

the only response you offer is a roll of your eyes.

despite your evident disinterest, he visits the infirmary much more frequently after that day. the next time, he swears he feels ill and that there's something going around his cellblock.

"so, why's a nurse like you working in a place like this?"

"doctor."

"doctor, hm?" he muses. "i guess i really don't have a shot, then."

you let out a breath, something between a laugh and a scoff. the pads of your fingers prod at the lymph nodes below his jaw, and you conclude that he's probably feeling just fine. "not a chance."

a week later, he hurts his shoulder while weight lifting in the prison gym.

"you should really be more careful," you chide, rather confident his small winces aren't for show.

"if it means i get to see your pretty face, why should i?"

it's unbelievably inappropriate the way heat rises to your cheeks, but you can't help it.

so for the next two months, you just ignore it.

you ignore the easy conversation that seems to flow between the two of you. you ignore when his hand brushes against your thigh as you press your stethoscope to his chest. you ignore the fact you look forward to his visits.

but late one night, he's brought to infirmary after a fight with his cellmate. his eye is black, his lip is split, and his knuckles are bloody.

and you think fate must have it out for you, because you can't ignore it anymore. not when he's pushing you against the wall, a medical tray clattering to the floor in his haste. not when his lips devour yours hungrily, his grip on your hips brutal and unforgiving. not when he's sighing your name against your mouth, his soft tone a stark contrast to his actions.

finally you gather yourself enough to pull away, to ask him what the hell he's doing.

it doesn't matter though, because it's too late. you've had a taste of him, and you are so unimaginably screwed.

[thekeythief]

[vampirecorleone]

Appreciation for WHITE fashion in TV & Film: The Mask (1994) | Wild Wild West (1999) | The Seven Year Itch (1955) | Marie Antoinette (2006) | The Cutting Edge (1992) | Crossroads (2002) | Black Swan (2010) | The Prince and the Showgirl (1957) | Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961) | Kill Bill (2003) | Passion Play (2010) | Gossip Girl (2007) | The Legend of Tarzan (2016) | Roman Holiday (1953) | The Little Mermaid (1989) | Miss Congeniality (2000) | Paradise Hills (2019) | The Godfather (1972) | Beyond the Valley of the Dolls (1970) | Edward Scissorhands (1990) | War and Peace (1956) | I, Tonya (2017) | Mary Poppins (1964) | Dracula (2013) | Cinderella (1950) | The Invitation (2022) | The Girl Next Door (2004) | Gone with the Wind (1939) | Scarface (1983) | Legally Blonde (2001)

[thebibliosphere]

Being in the Pennyworth fandom will have you googling shit like "How to fortify an umbrella against acid rain" to try and give a smidge of credibility to the storyline you're plotting.

Meanwhile, the official writers are just giving interviews like, "Yeah, the mad cultists who got turned into super weapons by a drug activated by a popular song sung by Alfred Pennyworth's pop star girlfriend survived the nuclear bomb that got dropped on London, so now there are these irradiated mutant cultists cannibals roaming the streets of London who go ballistic for 70s pop ballads. What do you mean, 'how did we plan to resolve that?'"

[ovenproofowl]

His Dark Materials is a franchise that tackles so many branches of physics and even creates a universe where the main course of study is experimental theology which is all about identifying and explaining dark matter while also adding dimensions to string theory, the multiverse theory, and the very concept of the human soul. At the same time, it aggressively calls out the problem with the state being controlled by the church, how people are condemned for being different and religious fearmongering stops the chance at growth both on an individual and a societal scale. It’s a franchise where the heroes of the story are two children who aren’t allowed to know the prophecy they’re a part of, who save the world unwittingly simply by doing what they believe to be right. Meanwhile, the person who thought he was the hero all along, the person who rallied an army from multiple universes to FIGHT. GOD. HIMSELF. is ultimately consumed by his own ego and forced to take a back seat when he realises he’s just one tiny piece of a much larger story that’s true heart is his own daugher. The child he abandoned, the child he didn’t know or care to know how to look after. It’s a franchise about finding love even when your biological family abandon you, it’s about looking evil in the eye and seeing your own mother, it’s about good and evil not being black and white but instead a complex and cruel mixture of both. It’s about the two worst people you know banding together at the last second to save their daughter with their final breaths. It’s about exploration and learning how to grow through experience, it’s about kindness being shared across the multiverse, exchanging stories with strangers and saving the whole world by doing something perfectly ordinary and receiving no reward.

Oh, and it’s also a franchise rich with fantasy, with giant talking polar bears, witches and ghosts, angels and daemons, and a mammal-like species from another world that travels exclusively on roller skates. 

And it fucking. rocks.

[puppyeared]

Alex and my farmer Cosmo (he/him)

[ghost-proofbaby]

can y'all please come into my humble abode and imagine something with me i don't yet have the wits to write a full fledged fic out of (yet)?

so, everyone knows how when you get a tattoo, part of the healing process is the itchy phase, right? and for obvious reasons, you can't scratch it. favored method, in my experience and fellow tatted friends, is to just give it a good old slap.

perfect. so now, with this in mind, can you imagine having gotten a large hip/ass piece, and how mortifying it would be to smack your own ass to soothe that itch? and it's just plain painful. you want your new ink to heal properly - it's gorgeous and you put a lot of time, pain, and money into that damn thing - but it just sucks.

enter best friend eddie.

he loves your new ink. thinks it's fucking sick. nearly creamed his damn pants when he found out you were doing a hip/ass tatt (because how can he ask to see it without being weird? how can he react to that without being weird when he's spent the last several years with the world's most pathetic crush on you?) at first, it's fine. you show him the tattoo in a totally friendly, totally platonic way. he hypes you up, he calls you 'the most metal person he knows'. flourishes you with all the compliments and looks at you with starry eyes out of sheer awe at the way he's managed to snag a person into his life who is just so. damn. cool.

but the days pass by, that new ink begins to heal, and it fucking itches.

when you first proposition him, you're even more embarrassed than he is. stumbling over all your words, the request coming out contorted every wrong way. you don't want to make things weird, but is it really that weird for a friend to help a friend? it is really that weird to ask your best friend to smack your tattoo to help with that itch you can't even really properly reach?

it's just friends helping friends.

and that's the mantra you both repeat to yourselves - as you request the embarrassing favor of him, as he agrees almost too eagerly, as you find yourself face-planted in your bed wondering how deeply you can bury down your shame as he tries to make jokes to make it all a bit less awkward.

it's just friends helping friends, until eddie's hand lands down on your ass with a resounding smack, and that first little whimper escapes your lips.

[latenightsundayblues]

Chainshipping yuri as an apology for not posting any art for over two weeks teehee🥹🥹

Lorraine Gordon and Eve Faulkner the two loser lesbians of the decade

[elyasdoodles]

[alcohol-man]

Men being gay and only a little freaky <3

[lowkeyremi]

“Atsumu Miya. What is that?” It’s hard to be mad when a little ball of fluff with a very excited tail making its whole body shake, is jumping up to greet you.

“Uh… a puppy?” You’ve wanted a puppy for awhile it’s just that it’s something the two of you should have discussed together and prepared for together.

“And why wasn’t I-”

“Baby, listen. I was takin’ my usual walk around the block when I saw a sign for puppies. This lady’s dogs accidentally bred a litter ‘n she was tryna get rid of the lil things! Ya should be proud of me for not buyin’ the whole litter!” You sigh instantly.

“Well- we need to take it to the vet, right? Since the lady had no clue what she was doing, we have no idea of this baby’s health.” Atsumu’s eyes glow when he realizes you’re allowing the puppy to stay.

“Oh thank fuck! I already named her ‘n everythin’” The little puppy excited runs over to your husband, she gets so excited that she pees on the floor. You glare at Atsumu and he chuckles sheepishly.

“I’ll clean it up…”

[s-aint-elmo]

girl who has suffered more than alll-mer

(ID in alt text)

[kikker-oma]

Hey, would it be OK if I ask for an art request?

I would love to see angst Time, like him getting seriously injured. (I don't get to see many people in LU doing that😭)

Just come up with anything that first goes your mind. 😊

Love your art so much! 🥰

(You don't have to do it right away, take your time 😊)

I gotchu boo😗😈