#advent ocs

[utterhomestucktrash]

Day 23 is Jane Doe for @citrinedotsys !! The hair was so fun to do !!! I love drawing DND characters.... 🥰 I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday ! 1 more to go !

Happy December !!

Let's do something fun !! DM me an OC of yours and I'll draw them in the advent ! Let's see if I can get 24 done !! 💞💞💞

[acourtofkindness]

The ACOTAR x-Reader fandom wouldn’t be the same without you, so day two of the advent calendar belongs to you! Thank you for everything you do for this fandom and for all your phenomenal stories that you share with us!

Here are just a few of their stories, but I would recommend checking out all their works!

Stargirl (Azriel x Reader, @velarisnightsky444) Accepting the Bond (Azriel x OC, @velarisnightsky444)

Always Been Yours (Eris x Reader, @readychilledwine) Early Mornings (Cassian x Reader, @readychilledwine)

A Court of Sins and Nightmares (Eris x OC, @lady-of-tearshed) Precious Time (Azriel x Reader @lady-of-tearshed)

One Last Night (Eris x Reader, @milswrites) Can I have this dance? (Azriel x Reader, @milswrites)

*divider by tsunami-of-tears

[ottosbigtop]

My final message. Have you seen her? Now you have.

She gets to be 2 sessions old tomorrow yayyy yayyy :)

[thedarkone121]

TGS Advent Day 11: He Finally Took Her To Scotland

After some troubles with doing my storyboard assignments first and then the file being too big for Tumblr, I can now showcase my participation for the TGS Advent Calendar by @ilovebeesandallthat! And what better way to do that than to draw Jekyll and Anne-Marie visiting Scotland! Here we have the Isle of Skye, a famous landmark in Scotland that is a huge hotspot for visitors in the modern day! It has beautiful mountain ranges, dramatic cliffs, and a great hiking spot! A perfect place for Anne-Marie and Jekyll to explore!

Fun fact; one of things that brought Jekyll and Annie close together was his decision to sing her Scottish ballads after she said his taste in music was awful in their first meeting. The girl fell in love and the rest was history.

Anne-Marie was always curious about her dad’s Scottish origins. Sure, she knows all the songs but she loves hearing her Dad talk in his Scottish accent. She’s actually asked him if he could teach her Scots but it didn’t happen. One because Jekyll knows she’ll use her knowledge for evil and two, he’s still going through the British repression of hiding his immigrant status. But I like to think one day, when Jekyll is comfortable enough with himself, he’ll take his daughter to Scotland.

[goldenstrwbrry]

Bunny Maloney doodles and doodles of @the-autumn-apple-artworks and @maxzemillian ehehe they silly

[shan-yee]

POV : The advent calendar event is coming

[really proud of this one]

[chowfur]

With the risk of being extremely annoying, I thought I might as well post my advent event here as well :]!

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[killer-outlet]

Good morning boris nation

[just-a-dinosaur-i-guess]

“you look lovely.” + horrorcule

“clean this up, won’t you?” + fyostein

“its… you?” + fyolaine

“what are you doing here.” + fukumori wrong fuku

“I can’t believe you!” gods worst yuricule

“I don’t know what I am.” + teruko & tachihara

“Where did you go?” + teruko & fukuchi

YAYYY

under the cut cause these r a lot

"you look lovely." + horrorcule

"You look lovely." Kudzu purrs, adjusting Roberta's scarf, uncaring of the warmth that's ripped away from him with every brush against her. Against Death. Roberta sighs softly, not meeting his eyes as she chews on her lip nervously. "It's hardly a change from my normal outfit." "I know." Kudzu leans closer. "And I think you look lovely in that too." Her face flushes a lovely shade of red, and Kudzu prides himself on hearing Morella giggle from the other room.

"clean this up, won't you?" + fyostein (doa fyosteinnikonathan au but that's not rlly relevant)

The carpet is a mess, and Fyodor almost thinks a dog would be neater. Steinbeck sits calmly on Fyodor's chair, looking at xem while grinning easily. Fyodor smiles curtly. "Clean this up, won't you?" "Hmm." Steinbeck leans back a little. The bell collar makes a soft chime. "Prolly should do that, yeah." He makes no move to. Fyodor considers strangling him.

"it's... you?" + fyolaine

Verlaine does not get many visitors. Least of all after the end of the world. (Though for them it ended much earlier.) So they really do have a right to be surprised, when the footsteps down the hall, which are each taken with the confidence of a carnivore dragging a corpse, stop in front of them. They stare at a demon. "It's.. you?" And they know xe brought hell with xem.

"what are you doing here." + fukumori wrong fuku

"What," Mori starts, already irritated, "Are you doing here." Fukuchi chuckles, and his words all come out slurred. "Jus' a tiny visit." "Are you drunk?" Mori scoffs, but can't exactly deter someone of his build from coming in. He watches him clutch a table to stay standing. "Only a lil." Mori crosses his arms. "So you came here." "You couldn't kill me if ya tried." Fukuchi shrugs sloppily. "I would like to." Mori responds, voice curt. Fukuchi just laughs, and proceeds to turn and throw up on Mori's floor.

"i can't believe you!" + god's worst yuricule

It's somewhere inbetween all the familiar caresses and Morella's unchanging grins that are just a little too sharp that the words bubble up out of Algernon's throat. "I can't believe you!" Morella blinks, staring as if she's been hit across the face. But oh, Algernon would never strike her. Could never lift their hand to even try. And staring at her now, like this, it seems words are enough anyway. "I thought you were dead, Morella!" They continue, hugging themself. "Helen and I made you a grave!" Morella's gaze hurts as much as a blade. Algernon, who is too used to pain, does not stop. "We said eulogies! And-" They choke on something, maybe it's a sob, maybe it's not. "Can't you understand how this hurts? For you to act like nothing has changed, when I look at you and it feels like everything is different?" Morella looks like she's choking on something too. "Algy-" "Please. I don't want you to leave again, but... you returning..." They shake their head. "It doesn't erase any grief."

"i don't know what i am" + teruko & tachihara

Joining the Hunting Dogs is not something you can ever go back on. Once you're a hound, once they sharpen your fangs and your claws and clip you, it is not to be changed. So why did Tachihara hope it could be? Teruko's terrified to look for him, but now she's here, and some documents were signed and she's about to have her last surgery, and she doesn't know what that means. If they're lying or not. If she will be leaving that horrid white room still breathing. "I don't know what I am." She whispers, curling up as much as she can, going as small as she can manage without needing to be coddled. She knows Tachihara couldn't tell her, really. But- He could have made her feel less alone, at least. She might be leaderless, now, but she could have had a pack. That'd be better then this.

"where did you go?" teruko & fukuchi

The thing is that, reasonably, Teruko should know better then to think Fukuchi is coming back. He's not. Everyone else can accept that. But there is some twisted, terrible hope in her chest that rests like a disease, a mold killing her from inside, that makes Teruko want to believe. It's killing her. She goes to an empty office, and all she can think is where did you go and not oh, this is mine now. It is. She doesn't want it. She doesn't want it she wants her captain back and she wants to be held and she can't possibly wrap her head around why he ever picked her as the vice captain. She's not cut out for this. (And she wonders if it would hurt any less if she were.)

[lokischocolatefountain]

Picture || Mister Miller

Part 2 of Mister Miller. Read Part 1 here.

Fandom: The Last of Us (HBO)

Pairing: Joel Miller x Reader

Rating: 18+ (masturbation, nudes, looking at someone’s nudes without consent, girthy age gap, boyfriend’s dad!Joel, pervy Joel, potential future infidelity, no outbreak)

Word Count: 960 words

Summary: Joel knows he shouldn’t, especially with the guilt of his shameful secret sitting heavy in his chest. But there are so many pictures of you and he is just a man.

A/N: Day 1 was so much fun! I hope everyone is having a good December. Thank you to everyone who reblogged, commented, and liked. It means a lot 🥹. Now here’s our favorite old man for day 2. Tomorrow will be my OG, the one who got me into this Pedro Pascal mess- Javier Peña... Keep a look out for more in the Masterlist. Aaaand leave your girl a comment please🥺🥺

“You should get a new one,” Matt said, typing something up real fast on his laptop.

Joel snorted and said, “Sure, I’ll sell that little computer of yours and buy myself a nice iPhone with the four cameras and shit.”

“It’s three cameras and a LiDAR scanner, dad,” he snarked, finally unlocking his spare phone and sliding it across the table to Joel.

“What’s that? Like the scanner on printers?” He asked, confused once more by technology. The kind of things that came out these days were too much for him to be able to wrap his mind around. Chat GPT, hyaluronic acid, iPads, this fucking scanner thing.

“It’s this sensor that projects invisible lasers and gets data on how far every single thing is. And that way, it can map an entire room,” he said, using gestures to mimic laser beams shooting into a room.

“Sounds like it’ll be more useful in construction. The fuck you need that for?”

He shrugged and went back to his work, the clacking of keys filling up the room once more. Whatever. He needed a spare phone to replace his shit blackberry Sarah got him eons ago. The thing had been through a lot with him and honestly, he couldn’t be too mad at it for dying on him. In all the years he had it, he had taken a few pictures here and there of his kids. But everything else in his gallery was filled with pictures of worksites. Broken pumps, proof to send clients that they were at the site that day, pictures of sample tiles to show clients… Nothing personal. It was the only thing he did on that phone other than making calls.

As he retired for the day, he thought to learn about his new old phone a little. See if the camera was any better. He propped a pillow up against the headboard and leaned back. When he finally found the camera app, he took a couple pictures of his room. Looking back at them, he was a little glad that his old phone died. The camera on this thing was better. It was newer than his old one, so maybe that was it. He didn’t have complaints about his old one, but damn this was it. It was so fucking good.

He swiped his thumb against the screen, looking at pictures, not stopping when he went back to pictures of his son. Pictures of him partying that he had never shown his old man before. He smiled, going through pictures of a side of his son’s life he never knew. Shit parents never got to see.

His heart leapt out at the next swipe, the screen filled with a picture of a nude woman.

You, he realized as he looked at the face. You had a smile on, the same sweet one you always sent him when you exchanged pleasantries and thanked him for letting you crash at his place for the summer. But the picture of you was anything but sweet.

He swiped to the previous picture, an identical one. Except you were biting your bottom lip and looking at him—at the camera with a sultry gaze. His mouth watered as he focused on your tits. Fuuuck they were good ones, he had to admit. He wasn’t a boob man. Or an ass man, frankly. He was just bad at the whole thing. But yours ignited something in him.

He found an entire album full of nude pictures of you. Pictures you posed for. There was a variety. You nude, you in bikinis, in figure hugging dresses that drove him crazier than the first category. In high heels, sideways pictures of your reflection where you stuck your ass out. One with you sucking on a fucking popsicle. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck.

He’d told himself it was wrong. He’d found his pleasure in others. But fuck he couldn’t get his mind off of you. And now here you were, naked on his phone without your knowledge.

As he wrapped his hand around his hardening cock, he knew that he’d lost the fight. He should not be doing this. But just this once. It was his phone now after all. A justification. Weak, but it was all he had in the moment.

He pumped his cock, eyes trained on the pictures of you. He swiped back and forth between the pictures, desperate to have you in all your forms. In the cocktail dresses and the ratty old t-shirts. Wearing the bright red lipstick and the soft pink one. He imagine you, whimpering quietly the way you did that night when he found you fucking yourself in his living room.

He groaned, his cock twitching at the recollection of his creepy voyeurism. He wondered what you sounded like when you had a man. When you didn’t have to rely on your fingers, but had a good girth cock thrusting in and out. When you had a finger rubbing your clit softly. He imagined his large hand full with your breast, his lips sucking on the other one.

On your knees, right here in his bedroom, his cock in your mouth instead of in his fist. As your licked his balls with his cock deep in your throat in his mind’s eye, he exploded, coating his hand in sticky white ropes of his cum. He groaned and pulled out a few tissues, wiping off the mess you’d created.

His perverted mind imagined you still there, eagerly licking up his release. His mind was no longer pleased with such sinful images of you. The clarity that came after his orgasm tasted bitter on his tongue.

He would have to delete the photos. Tomorrow. He’d do it tomorrow.

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[kaizokunoyume]

Drawing Askeladd once a day until Christmas | December 3rd

[coquettesophia]

Day 11 of the Christmas season hehe. For you, @robertskyswifeyyy

Robertsky and Gabby were attempting to decorate the tree, but Robertsky may stumbled into a little problem.

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Merry Christmas Gabby! Here's a gift bow 🎀

You can find the rest of the advent calender here!

[acourtofkindness]

tomorrow!!!!!!

[lonewolflupe]

DAY 11 | Jedi Erress for @tentakelspektakel <3 Advent Calendar and some ramblings below the cut (:

LE GASP this isn't a clone?!? Lupe drew something ELSE for once?!?!?!? Yes, yes I did.

Dear Tenta,

Ooooh you’re such a kind person and talented artist, thank you so much for encouraging me on my own artistic journey <3 Seeing your art on my dash always sparks joy, and recently I’ve fallen in love with your gorgeous Jedi OC Erress! I HAD to draw her, so here she is as my Advent gift to you! I had so, so much fun drawing her; especially the hair and the braids (I never liked drawing hair with a mouse, but with a pen on screen it’s actually SO MUCH FUN)! I would love to learn more about Erress, I can’t wait to see new content! Thank you for always being so kind, supportive and enthusiastic; you’re such an amazing person! <3

Happy Holidays!

Love, Lupe

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🎄❄🎄 Winter Wonderland 🎄❄🎄

🌟Aurora🌟 Commission for Lunarsapphire13

🧦Stockings🧦 Commission for Weaseelbeast

🍪Snickerdoodle🍪 Commission for NovaThyme

☕ Eggnog ☕ Commission for XiaLOK

[goldenstrwbrry]

Silly doodles from today, top one is my friends oc in scenario @the-autumn-apple-artworks and bottom is my friends in pressure @asteix0 @pacifyai @divineruins00 AND MY WIFEEE @omuricebreakfast !!!! SORGY FOR ALL THE TAGGING