#ah well….

[s0uth3park]

I’ve just woken up from a dream where (BASEketball-esque) Matt Stone was wearing tight fabric pants (if it’s relevant at all they were flared, thin, and kinda dark purple and he was wearing a tight navy t-shirt) and turned around all extra caked up but – no – that wasn’t the point of the dream.

The point of the dream was that Trey was trying to sell Creek themed Christmas socks for October all the way through to at least February, and when me (or whatever I was presenting as, I just know it was first perspective) and Matt protested saying that he can’t do that, he said it’s because (and I’m really struggling to remember the wording here but it was basically) “before Christmas they get to look forward to the Creekmas (Creek Christmas) socks and after they get to look back on having the Creekmas socks”. He says it pretty affirmatively too. Almost proudly.

Then after Matt (and I think I as well) protests again, I walk away up to my grandma’s patio door, and Matt follows me like “I can’t believe he thought that was convincing” or “can you believe that prick” or something. And as he walks away (that’s when I notice the pants and ass), and I call him back like, “Hey I’m so convinced by it I changed my Tumblr url”, and I show him, but I’d changed it to something like “govmsocks” or something (no idea what it was meant to be originally), and Matt Stone looks at me weird enough to prompt me to say, “Yeah, it convinced me so hard I fucked it up.”

Then Matt Stone laughs a little and walks away. I’m (after waking up) left wondering wtf this is meant to mean.

[fragileizywriting]

itty bitty little kitty lady blanche taking a snooze in luka’s bed while he’s sleeping, could you imagine the jumpscare he gets when he wakes up and finds a woman in his bed? finding an akumatized woman? the one that he has a big fat crush on??? she’s dozing, curled up in a little ball, hands tucked in and purring to herself, and she’s so, so cute, yet so, so dangerous.

oh, god.

she wakes up and stretches and he’s still alarmed and worried because— hello! akuma??— but she purrs and purrs and purrs. pink eyes, pink lips, pink accents on her starch-white costume, she’s just a little sweetheart. he can barely get out her name in time before she’s made herself at home in his lap; she traces her fingers on his chest, playing with his little guitar-pick necklace as if it’s a cat toy, and gives him a kiss on the cheek.

luka is melting in arousal.

[bitterpngs]

i should really spend more time planning out paneling you’d think i’d learn after the constant reordering i do sometimes

[blorboresidue]

one time I used the ben affleck smoking reaction image in the family group chat and my mom replied with the funniest possible response which was: "mommy doesn't know who the guy is???" and that phrase has not left my brain since. I'll see blorbos on my dash that I don't recognize and I'll be like well it seems mommy doesn't know who the guy is.

[nintendont2502]

manager asked me to take "just one more delivery" before I finished and then hit me with this

yeah. sure man

[snarkspawn]

did I doodle this mostly so I had an excuse to draw this spite reaction image?

(YES HAHAHA YES!!!)

[gaylittleguys]

sometimes I do wish medical school was in any way accessible and wouldn’t probably literally kill me to do because I would like to learn about it

[cheriafreya]

Ratio and Aventurine before Rota Fortunae's events

[keferon]

Head in hands. Guys. Book version of Tfp Blurr……..

[pricegouge]

price spending so long working your tight hole open but still can't quite sink down to the root because you've got yourself all twisted up, always curling in on yourself like a wounded animal once he gets you here: spread out under him where you should just lie back and accept his care, but you won't.

still, you've come far from how you were when he found you. he watches where you quiver and clench around him, not quite yielding, but trying. "so proud of you," he muses almost absently, thumb stroking over your sex -

and then groans when he feels you shiver around him, the wave bringing all your tension back out with it when it recedes, and finally, he burrows deep inside you, heavy balls pressed snug against your ass. that did it.

he can't even wait for you to catch your breath, eyes wide and unfocused as he leans forward to press a kiss right between them. "just like that, baby. good fuckin' job, takin' me."

this time when you shudder and clench around him, it feels like you're trying to pull him impossibly deeper more than keep him out.

"ready for your reward?"

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The squad of all time has arrived on scene.

[tuherrus]

a kiss

[pebblume]

pots n picks week day 6: bartender au

based on this wonderful fic by saeo on ao3! go support them!!

[futuristichedge]

[hrokkall]

I call to you, Lord...

[friedri-ce]

rice.... could ypu draw the new resconstructed v2

guess what...

i already did...