#and got caught in the moment

[canisalbus]

Im sure u get a ton of asks but I just wanted to say I followed your art on deviantart when I was a kid like seven years ago and it was one of my biggest inspirations as an artist, its been really cool to see your style and technique develop and be honed into what it is now. Also it’s cool and hopeful? To see Machete’s arc through all of that and I’m glad he’s found peace.

I think theres like a sort of trauma? In the transition to being a kid/teen to being an adult. But then on the other side you come to peace with the things you struggled with or at least figure out how to cope with them. Idk if that makes sense but,, that’s how the evolution of your art makes me feel.

Also I’m curious if characters like Riaro and Masque exist in your headspace anymore or if they are long gone ?

It makes me honestly really moved to think that there's people out there that I've never met and never will, but my art has meant something for them. From what I've gathered, there's quite a few that found my work when they were young but continue to relate to it as adults, maybe from a different perspective but still.

I'd imagine that if you're roughly my age, you probably were going through the teen/early twenties angst around the same time I was. I think some improvement has happened recently, especially during the past year or so, and while I'm still struggling with serious mental health stuff every day I feel like I might've gained some semblance of stability and sensibility and ability to feel joy, at least for now. It would be wonderful if that was perceivable through my art in a way or another. I don't know, this is just stream of consciousness stuff. I guess I'm lowkey wishing the same kind of recovery and growth for people that suffered with me when I was hopelessly depressed. It's entirely possible I could slip back eventually, but right now I'm feeling more alive and inspired than I've felt in years and I'm trying to maintain this course.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Michael Afton knows the FNAF Mimic’s secret..

[queerdraws]

it's zoro's birthday!! happy birthday big guy, may you say many more insane things to your enemies in the coming years

[artromanthur-lester]

a malevolent fanart? on a blog with a malevolent reference in the username? it may seem unlikely.

(doctor who quote my beloved)

[id: a coloured image of arthur lester from malevolent, drawn waist up. he is a white man with short brown hair and a moustache, wearing a white shirt with some red splashes. his skin is covered in scars which resemble cartoonish yellow stars and his left pinky is wooden. he is gently kissing his left hand while standing half-turned back to the viewer. next to him a text in big white letters reads “do you think i care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference?”. the background is yellow. end id]

[sualne]

one piece x hnk

[jesuis-assez]

THE ROOKIE •── humorous moments [11\?]

Pt . 10 [x]

[horsegirlrehab]

Starry-eyed

Happy very late birthday siffrin in stars and time i'm so sorry. fun fact, i drew this so late that it is now also my birthday yay!

this was inspired by an art piece by pavleve on tiktok go check them out!!

[rikan-oo]

"Lee Hyunsung was talking about the scenarios he experienced. I silently listened to the story while examining Lee Hyunsung's body. His pectoral muscles were more developed than before." Kim Dokja

"Conversations should be conducted while looking at the other’s face. I knew that, but my eyes kept going down unconsciously. There was quite a wide gap between the sides of his unbuttoned collar. I knew there were always a few gaps that he couldn’t help because of the size of his clothes, but he was still a public official …Honestly, it was too much in many ways." Han Yoojin

Khem. Men of culture, I see.

[thewertsearch]

Sollux, with the amount of collateral your power causes, do you really want to do this here?

I guess I shouldn't be blaming him for this. Eridan's the aggressor here, and he's forcing Sollux's hand.

...oh, no.

How the hell is he this strong? We know Sollux is the real deal, since we’ve seen him overpower Ahab’s Crosshairs before, but he's getting fucking decimated. This guy blew up a skyscraper!

What is Hope even doing here? How does this boost work?

What the hell does Eridan's Aspect even do?

Lest we forget, his prophecy of doom was already fulfilled.

He was only supposed to die twice, and he's already lost both dream selves. Sollux, at least, should make it through this fight.

I don’t think she’ll be going with you today, Eridan.

Will you flee her wrath, then, and leave alone?

Or do you have it in you to actually fight her seriously?

I think I've got my answer.

WHAT THE FUCK!

YOU FUCKING PRICK, WHAT THE FUCK! YOU COULD HAVE KNOCKED HER OUT!

Eridan’s really a lost cause, then. He was always one of the more dangerous trolls to have cooped up here, but I didn’t think for a second that he’d actually kill Feferi.

That was his princess! That was his friend!

But in the end, he didn't care.

After all, she didn’t want to be his girlfriend.

[heynhay]

god, i'm so lovesick, what have you done to me?

[snarkspawn]

Me patiently waiting for commissions to open so I can get Lucanis kissing my Rook against a wall 🫠😍

Hehehe yES PLEASE!! let me draw more rookanis* smooches I'm so here for that

(* other companions can come too)

On that note though, I don't really know when I'll be able to open them again :( I was tentatively aiming at mid to late November, which ... kind of came and went so fast I didn't even notice. And that means I only have 2 more (busy) weeks before I leave to spend the holidays/new year's with my partner again and won't be able to draw, so I'm debating whether or not I should open them now and try to get as many done as I can (if any) before then, or wait until the new year so i can take my time 😩 decisions decisions......

Anyway, whatever I decide you'll see it here first :'D

[awkward-parabuteo]

Catch of the day

[cecoeur]

His ass is not reading that book | Drive the Dream

Still: The Slow Home Still is an interiors book that invites readers to take on the philosophy of the SLOW movement. Living Sustainably; Local; Organic; and Whole. It talks not just to the question of the physical structures we choose, but also the surrounding environment, and what effect that can have on general happiness and wellbeing. Still includes about a dozen case studies featuring escape homes and owners who live according to these aforementioned principles, enlightening readers as to why they chose this path and how it has benefitted their lives.

[ribbononline]

Rosa in her upcoming Pokemon Masters EX costume!

[flovoid]

EX YAKUZAS…

[puppyluvfics]

Toy Box | Kim Jungsu

Kim Jungsu | Kinktober Day 1 WC: 3k Genre: Smut Summary: Jungsu finds good use for your pre-relationship collection of toys Warnings: overstimulation, graphic descriptions of f!anatomy, the lightest of impact play (a few spanks), pet names including the word "girl" used quite a lot Kinks: Sex Toys, Overstimulation A/N: HEYYYY!!!!!! Welcome to: A VERY PUPPYLUV KINKTOBER!!! This is my first time doing kinktober, eeee how exciting! Sorry I've been gone for so long! I started grad school and then I dropped out of grad school, it's been wild. I'll make an update post and a kinktober master list soon enough. For now... I'M BACK! Let's get kinky!

Before you met Jungsu, it wouldn’t be far fetched to say that you were a collector of certain… toys. If nobody was going to make you feel good, why shouldn’t you do it yourself? Then, of course, he came along. 

You had never used toys with him before, but he knew you had quite the collection. It wasn’t that he was intimidated by them, it’s just that things were always so intense and good with just the two of you that they never needed integration. Still, you weren’t shy about using them whenever he wasn’t home. You were just as human as he was, and god, when you were needy, you were needy. 

What you didn’t expect, though, was for him to come waltzing through the door one early weekday afternoon. Usually at this time, he was out, either working on something or running errands. Which left you with enough alone time to take care of any needs you had. 

Today was no different. You were laying in your shared bed, a few pillows propping you up, with your knees bent and legs spread. Your clothes and underwear had long been tossed somewhere on the floor. You hadn’t expected to be seen, so why should it have mattered? Despite that, though, you were putting on quite a show, even if just for yourself. You had clipped a cute pair of nipple clamps onto yourself, the chain falling onto your stomach in small waves, and your hand was working a simple wand vibrator against your clit. Your head was thrown back on the pillows, eyes shut and mouth open. You were hardly shy about the filthy moans coming from your lips, many of them including Jungsu’s name. Before you had gotten with him, you used to get off to porn, whatever you were feeling at the time. But now? Well… why wouldn’t you fantasize about the previous sexual encounters you’d had?

Your mind raced with memories of when he had bent you over the arm of the couch, the way his hand came down on your ass, the red mark it left after… another time when he’d taken you in the shower, the way his hands glided across your slick body before settling between your legs, all while his lips toyed with a spot on your neck, occasionally drifting to bite your earlobe… frankly, you could come just from thinking about him… and you were right there…

You jumped softly, immediately reaching for something to cover yourself when you heard him clear his throat. When you opened your eyes, there he stood, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest, a smirk on his lips.

“Having a good time?” He asked. God, he was so cheeky when he wanted to be. You panted softly, coming down from the edge of what was sure to have been an earth-shattering orgasm. 

“Wh-what are you doing home so early?” You answered his question with a question. If he couldn’t tell you were having a good time given the sounds you had been making…

“There wasn’t much to do today… you haven’t answered my question.” He said, pushing off the door frame, walking into the room. He sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out and teasingly running his index finger up and down your shin.

“I… um, y-yeah.” You admitted. Why lie? You were about to come… of course you were having a good time. He picked up another vibrator you had pulled out earlier but hadn’t used yet, turning it over in his hands as he looked at it.

“This is cute.” He commented, as if it was the easiest thing in the world. As if you weren’t laying there, naked, your nipples clamped, dripping wet and throbbing. You thanked him softly, watching him stand up and walk over to your bedside table. He was aware that the bottom drawer housed your toys, but he never really sat down and looked through them all. You reached to pull the nipple clamps off of yourself, but as he kneeled on the floor, he spoke, having seen you in his peripheral vision.

“Leave them on.” His tone was hardly threatening, but Lord, it was commanding, and who were you to disobey an order from him? You moved your hands away, letting them rest by your sides. 

He pulled the drawer open, rummaging through your toys. He didn’t take long, standing up a few moments later, with his hands full. You glanced over to see what he held, and for the briefest of seconds, you wished you hadn’t. Your cheeks flushed bright pink when you saw the shiny plug in his hands, as well as your glass dildo. The former had a pink heart shaped jewel at the bottom, which went well with the pink glass toy, with a heart at the end of it. You were nothing if not someone who enjoyed cute things, even when they went inside of you.

With his free hand, he tugged softly on the chain of your nipple clamps, eliciting a small whine from you as well as an arch of your back. He smirked once more at your sound and movement.

“Eager, aren’t you, pretty girl?” He asked, knowing that pet names like that drove you wild. You squeezed your thighs together as you nodded up at him.

“Hm? What was that? Use your words, doll.” He said, tugging on the chain again. “You weren’t shy about moaning my name earlier, now you’re too shy to say that you’re eager for me?” 

“I-” You started, quickly cut off by another tug on the chain. He let the chain drop from his fingers before he tapped the outside of your thigh with his palm.

“Hands and knees for me, pretty girl.” He said. Obviously, you obliged. His hands found their way to your lower back, rubbing small circles down over your ass and down the back of your thighs before going back up again. “Such a good girl for me.” He commented, landing a small but sharp smack on your ass. He bent down just enough to be eye level with your ass, softly pulling your cheeks apart, running his tongue on you, slowly, starting from your clit until you felt the tip of his tongue circle your ass. The two of you had dabbled in anal play before, he wasn’t against teasing you with his tongue there, but it wasn’t a common thing; that’s why you arched your back deeper than you ever had before when you felt his hot, wet tongue against your rim. He knew that saliva wouldn’t serve well enough for what he was about to do, so after a few more licks and playful smacks across your ass, he pulled away. You could hear him lubing up the butt plug, and you let out a few slow, deep breaths, trying to relax. You weren’t scared, you had gotten quite a lot of uses out of that plug, but the initial thoughts always made you tense up. 

“Are you ready, pretty girl?” He asked, rubbing a soothing hand on your lower back, the other hand holding the cold, lubricated plug against your hole. You took another few deep breaths then nodded, relaxing under his touch. You knew you could tell him to stop or slow down, and he knew you knew. You loved that about your dynamic. At your signal, he began to push it in, his other hand never ceasing its soothing movements. You let out soft moans, mostly of pleasure as he worked the plug into you, until finally, he signaled that it was in with a light pat on your ass, as if you couldn’t feel the fullness. 

“Such a good girl for me, you took it so well.” He said, tracing the heart shaped jewel with his fingertip. “Now, show me how well that pussy can take being full at the same time, hm?” He continued, lightly tapping the cold glass toy on your pussy, taking careful consideration to tap your clit, driving you wild. You nodded through your moans and gasps, arching your back more and more until your chest was nearly pressed into the mattress under you. Your pussy was still dripping wet from your earlier playtime, and between the teasing taps and the insertion of the butt plug, you just got more and more wet. He easily slid the whole dildo inside you, going at a medium slow speed - faster than he had plugged your ass, but slower than he’d ever fucked into you himself. His free hand grabbed the wand you had been playing with earlier, tapping it against your arm, as if to tell you, ‘you know what to do.’ And god, you did. You turned the vibrator back on, adjusting the speed to where you liked it before pressing it to your clit, whines and whimpers falling from your lips from that alone. Then, he started to pump the dildo in and out of you, eyeing you the entire time.

“That’s my girl, look how pretty you are like this. Both of those holes full, writhing with pleasure. You love being good for me, don’t you?” He asked punctuating each word with a thrust of the toy inside you. You moaned your responses out, though, if you were being honest, you were so lost in pleasure that you weren’t sure if the yeses falling from your lips were answers to his questions or simply cries of ecstasy. 

It didn’t take long for you to get close, he knew how to get you there in the best ways. “J-Jungsu… fuck, Jungsu, I’m gonna come.” You whined out, letting the vibrator fall from your shaking hand onto the bed under you. He wasted no time in picking it up, putting it back on your clit, even going so far as to turn the speed up one. You cried out once more, on the very, very edge.

“Please…. Please can I come?” You begged him. It was never established that you had to ask permission to come, not now, or ever, but the request came naturally. You were under his mercy in this very moment, it felt right to give him control of your orgasms as well. 

“Go on, pretty girl. Come for me. Be a good girl and show me how nicely you come for me.” He coaxed, rubbing the vibrator in small circles on your clit. The pleasure was overwhelming. You gripped the bedsheets under you as you shook and came, loud whiny moans muffled under you in those same sheets. Normally, he’d slow down and pull away, letting you come down from your high. But not this time. He continued to pump the toy in and out of your dripping pussy, rubbing the vibrator on your sensitive clit. 

“Fuck, Jungsu, I’m so sensitive, I don’t know if I can-” You whined. You could keep going, you just didn’t know it. Overstimulation was uncharted territory for you two, but again, you knew if it was actually too much, one utterance of the word “no” or “stop” would bring a complete end to the whole thing, no questions asked. 

“Shh, you can take it, baby. Just a little more.” He said, speeding up his movements again. Normally, he would leave you fucked out from just one round of sex, but this? This was different. It was nearing that same blissful sensation, but different. Your moans were quickly replaced with loud, constant whining, and before long, your entire body shook. It took you by surprise, your next orgasm, but fuck… if that’s what coming from overstimulation felt like, you’d definitely incorporate it more often. It ripped through you like hot venom, the smallest dribbles of squirt or sweat or wetness dripping down your inner thighs, whines and screams and begs filling the air. 

This time, he did slow down, very gradually. He shushed you and calmed you, turning the vibrator off and tossing it to the side, bringing his hand back up to your back, rubbing up and down. Eventually, he pulled the dildo out of you, licking it clean before setting it on the bed next to you. If you hadn’t been fully drained, that action alone would have sent you coming all over again. 

“Atta girl… that’s my good girl. You took it so well, baby. So, so well. You’re so pretty when you come for me, you know that?” He asked. His earlier, commanding tone was gone, now replaced with soothing soft coos. 

“Th-thank you…” You said softly, still shaking as you came down from your high.

He chuckled softly as he began to ease the plug out of you as well. “No, thank you for letting me do this with you.”

The plug slid out much easier than it had gone in, the laxness of your body surely helping. He leaned down, pressing a small kiss to your ass cheek before speaking again. “I’m gonna go get some towels and a change of clothes, okay? Lay down, doll, you’re okay. I’ve got you. I love you.” He cooed, pushing you down gently so you were laying on your stomach on the bed. You nodded, still on cloud nine, shutting your eyes. He chuckled softly again. “Hey, don’t fall asleep on me yet, pretty girl. It’ll be much more comfy in my arms. Just a little longer, mmkay?” He coaxed, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of your head before petting you, turning on his heels to clean up as quickly as possible. The only thing he needed right now was the feeling of you in his arms, fucked out and relaxed, all thanks to him, of course. And who knows, maybe you’d leave the door open more often.