#Uncle stinky it is

[sennamaticart]

He's been waiting for over an hour!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

+1 friendship with Jin Ling: He warns you now.

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[dooblebugss]

writing wip before I go to a meeting

[bygonescaspercomic]

Does Fatso dress in drag, like in the movie?

On special occasions! XD

- Spooki 🖤

[galarrapidash]

yeee let's go Sukuna!!! 😤

idk I feel like Gege could just throw anything at us next chapter 😅 still, I'm really excited and looking forward to learning more about Yuuji's domain expansion!

[100percent-chipotle]

Five Nights at Freddy's... Har har har har har har har har har har

Bet they've got better food than the-place-that-will-not-be-named...

[flowerbloom-arts]

Some of you may remember some very old doodles from around last year, but now I've made a more concrete Fuzzy-centric AU! Calling it Fuzzy Mafia.

(forgot to mention anywhere but Muddler also likes doing drag from time to time which is the context of the first drawing <3)

[sennamaticart]

Arched

[elvenking42]

I just remembered I had a dream about you a few days ago!! You looked as you draw yourself (literally a cartoon person but 3d) and to sum it up we were trying to stop stinky (also a 3d cartoon) from teaching my pastel clowns how to shape shift/bad manners but we couldnt catch them doing it. I wish I remembered more I only remember like a couple seconds but seeing your name on my dash triggered the memory lmao

That's so funny actually. He's breached containment!

[parsleyrosemarybotch]

Uncle Stinky being a pest for @sennamaticart

[bygonescaspercomic]

Bygones: Casper The Friendly Ghost Fan Comic

(Bygones is a fan made creative project and claims no ownership of the properties portrayed)

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~Spooki 🖤

[tvrningout-a]

del having white hair like the snow of the region he's from and the association with innocence... rin having red hair like the fire sunna is known for but also the way red is associated with anger... i would like y'all to know i've never made an intentional design choice in my life but boy am i glad that i make happy accidents like this asdf

[a-eo-iu]

(re)made a little guide to color symbology in elleiz and now I can't pick colors at random anymore

[elexaria]

domestic! simon is the best partner & father your family could ever ask for. he’s up at the ass crack of the morning to make a dash to the store, stocking up on all the groceries and making sure to grab your pregnancy cravings. you wake up, sore, miserable and aggy— toddling downstairs with bed head, only to find he’s at the kitchen counter slicing up fresh fruit for you. “oi, sit down.” he’ll say affectionately, pointing to the table so don’t stay on your feet for too long. “i’m pregnant, si, i’m not completely incompetent.” you sigh, hands rubbing your swollen tummy with a smirk. he chuckles, raising his eyebrows at you as if to say ‘you sure about that?’

he rubs soothing lotions onto your tummy, unable to stop himself from grinning with each kick from wee riley. “feisty one, eh? gets it from papa riley.” he remarks, his eyes warm with affection as he continues to stare down at your tummy. “mad, ‘ent it? to think.. i’m gonna be a dad. crazy.”

and the love doesn’t stop when wee riley is born, it quadruples in size. a milk-drunk baby all coddled up in the crook of his arm while he whips up some dinner. he swears that his mac n cheese & tenderstem broccoli heals, and you have to admit he does manage to make even stinky ol’ broccoli taste good. he doesn’t understand why dads make such a big fuss about being active parents, hell, you have to remind simon that wee riley is your baby too!

he loves the milestones, can’t not shut up about how much he loves his kiddo. spends his time gushing to laswell about their kids, how exciting it is to be a parent!! the boys love it too, to be honest. johnny’s set out to be wee riley’s favourite uncle, gaz likes teasing you about how whipped and domesticated ol’ ghosty is. and price, well, he’s actually wee riley’s favourite. he looks unamused every time the little bugger grabs at his moustache, babbling and squealing with excitement at the fluff on his face. he looks like a mardy bum, but when nobody’s looking he’ll crack a smile. and yes, johnny’s salty that the baby prefers price LOL

so imagine how excited he is when, on one lazy sunday morning, the three of you are laying in bed with no set plans for the day. the baby’s attention is divided between a silly kid’s movie on the telly, and exploring the terrain of the bed. grabbing tiny fistfuls of cotton with a toothy smile, babbling excitedly at papa riley. he chuckles, nodding as he leans in. “oh yeah? you showin’ the duvet who’s boss, love?” he grins, ruffling the delicate tufts of hair on wee riley’s head, eliciting an excited squeal. his attention is suddenly stolen when, unexpectedly, you slide a picture into his lap.

it’s an ultrasound.

he thought the happiest of his life was the day he had met you, but then he married you— and that was the happiest day of his life. and then wee riley was born, and he couldn’t comprehend how fucking happy and lucky he was as a man. so, the news of another baby on the way makes his heart full. fucking hell, he’s a lucky fella. and he wouldn’t have it any other way <33

[ventique18]

Daddy dragon woes (🐉🌸♀️ baby)

🐉: "You smell rather...unique. Let's have you take a bath now."

The baby dragon shakes his head vigorously and stands in position to try and bolt away at any time.

🐉: "Just because we have fire in our bodies does not mean we will die if we submerge in water."

Baby clicks his tongue and replies in dragon.

🐉: "What do you mean you've taken a bath already? Your mother has specifically asked me to capture you and force you to bathe. I've also been hearing about you terrorizing your uncles when they try to get you cleaned."

Then the boy sits down stubbornly, eyes locked with his dad, as if scoffing and telling him to see for himself. To watch closely as he puts up a leg and begins licking his scales from thigh to toes.

The dad grabs him by the tail and flings him to the bathroom.

🐉: "Stinky child! Did you learn this from those television shows you watch with Grim? We are not cats, we are dragons. We have scales, not fur."

🐉: "So this is why I could smell you all over the castle. And I thought I was growing mad!"

He keeps in mind to transform more frequently to educate his child on the ways of dragons. At this rate, the boy might turn up to him one day with a rat in his mouth. How humiliating that would be! A dragon must return with bigger quarries like elephants, or perhaps a blue whale or two; not small fry like rats or mice.

But then again, his wife might get mad at him for convincing a child barely two rulers tall to hunt down an elephant... Then perhaps mice would do. For now.

[lemonlover1110]

𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘!

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

Summary: Toji doesn't want another baby, and there's nothing you can do about it, so you come to terms with it.

Warnings: Pure Fluff

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Toji doesn’t get baby fever. Out of the two of you, you’re the only one that squeals around a cute baby. Toji already knows parenthood, and he’s changed way too many diapers and done way too many late night feedings to know that he never wants to do them again.

Babies are cute, but at this point in life, he’d rather just be an uncle. He gets to hold and play with the baby, but gets to give them back when an accident happens. Unclehood is much better than parenthood, dare he say. He gets to do all the fun stuff and none of the bad stuff.

He doesn’t really want to do it all again, and there’s nothing that you can do to change his mind.

“Toji!” You yell from Megumi’s bedroom, and the man walks to the bedroom, annoyed. The man loves you to death, but he hears his name way too many times in this home.

He sighs, leaning against the doorframe as you open up a box. He makes his annoyance clear as he asks, “What?”

“I’m cleaning out Megumi’s closet, and look what I found.” You hold up the cutest onesie, one that fit six month old baby Megumi, something that feels like eons ago. Toji raises his brows, a smile coming to his lips.

“What? Are you thinking of having one?” Toji asks, and he’s surprised when you shake your head. It’s the first time you shake your head to that question. “Then what’s this?”

“Shouldn’t we donate it? Since we’re not having a baby, we don’t need these.” You tell him, and Toji can’t help but agree. There’s no way Megumi is going to fit into one of these onesies, even if he truly tried. 

“Let me help you.” He says, sitting down on the floor with you. You look at him, perking up your brows.

“What came over you? Suddenly being so helpful.” You chuckle, and Toji rolls his eyes as he grabs a onesie from the box. Why does it feel so small? He didn’t recall them being so small. “Who are you and what did you do with my husband?”

“Whatever happened to you wanting a baby? Who are you and what did you do with my wife?” Toji responds, wondering why now of all time you aren’t blabbering about how a baby would be a perfect addition to the house. These clothes are just so small and so adorable…

“I mean, we agreed to not have kids when we got married since you were done with that. It’s just unfair of me to ask for a baby when I know you don’t want more… So I accepted it.” You smile at him, feeling proud of yourself for this newfound maturity. Toji’s glad you’ve come to terms with it, because he was sure getting sick of it. 

He reaches into the box again, pulling out a pair of socks. He purses his lips together before looking at you. He didn’t remember babies having such small feet. “I’m glad that you–”

“I mean what’s even cool about babies? They’re cute, and nothing else. Then you have to…” You continue talking about the cons of babies, while Toji pulls out more and more clothes from the box. It seems to be getting smaller and smaller. His heart gets weaker with each item and he fights back the wicked thoughts. He can’t possibly be having… baby fever.

“Babies aren’t that great. Never have I looked at Megumi and thought ‘Oh I wish you were a stinky baby again.’ ” Toji says, but he pauses when he realizes that he’s had that thought before, way too many times. You chuckle before you quietly continue your task. Toji chews on the inside of his cheek, when he realizes something that he wishes he could push out of his mind.

He doesn’t want to be the one to bring it up, but you said you were done with asking. The umpteenth time is the charm or whatever they say. Toji hopes that by saying, “Oh, Megumi was just the chubbiest and sleepiest baby.” You’ll come to your senses. You have to go back to your duty of being the wife that annoys her husband for a baby, and this time around he’ll finally agree.

“Yeah, they’re sleepy until it’s three in the morning, then they’ll wake up.” You argue, not noticing what Toji is trying to do.

“He had the cutest sneezes.” Toji brings up.

“Yeah, means they’re sick because they put their hands on everything and then shove them in their mouths.”

“He was so cute when he laughed…”

“Have you heard how they cry? That easily outweighs that.” You don’t even notice how he’s putting the clothes back into the box. You keep taking out the same clothes, wondering why he had so many of the same set.

“For fuck’s sake! I want a baby.” Toji finally confesses, ashamed that he’s the one that has to bring it up. Your eyes widen, a smile coming to your lips before you practically jump on him to kiss him.

You kiss him over and over again, and Toji doesn’t want to fight you on it right now, but he has to put his hand over your lips when he senses the kiss leading to something else. He tells you, “Not in Megumi’s bedroom.”

“Right.” You laugh out of embarrassment, getting up from the floor and giving him a hand to do the same. 

He’s never seen you use so much force before as you drag him out of the bedroom. But it’s nice to see that you hadn’t really changed your mind, after all, that makes his job easier.